The long road to the radiance to which end
Were all growing dim, the thoughts lightened it
The dreams were yet not deceased but flaming inside the heart,
The boulevard to which I thought the sun won’t die
Yet took a trip none else but under the moonlight
Thought and thought that might be I need to fight
But the legs denied me the pace to the race
The acquaintance gone astray to an attraction,
The words seemed so brutal; the wounds so deep yet didn’t bleed
The sensible won over the insane, the insanity was pious
The battle was lost before I won; the night came before the dawn
The ballet of the stars around the moon, turned me in to a meteor
The burning was all a love, was looking for some unruffled rays from the moon
But the moon disowned me as if I was no more in any more no
But the path of this glumness locked me in an embrace of thoughts
The one I had the one the moon had and the one the stars had
Once turned in to a meteor I was none but an alien
and the entreaty I had was looked as if was blistered...
Coming down to earth was all pressed with power of alienation
the clout of life, love and association was gloomy
burning and yet burning I tried to clasp on the string, too pale
but the string already lost at the other end may be in end
the loose end I was hanging on to, smoldering the end was loose
the loses end alleyway was not the one but the own one
the debacle was not me and I or the one but the end
but yet the defragmenterd me was still congregating the same
with what and why, hope in the end and yet the lost loose end
may be some tad would still be wandering in and around the end...
