Wednesday, August 19, 2015


The meandering boulevards of life
Twisting and coiling
At every short bend
Hide prophesies of time.
You badger me
Like the hiss
Of a deadly serpent
Lashing one blow after another.
You question my beliefs
Stagger my faith
Eroding my soul
Leaving only
 Scanty shreds of hope.
As you darken both my days and night
Into a turbulent labyrinth.
I somehow
Manage to rally against the grime
Find my voice
From suffocated breaths
Find my soul
Trapped in rivulets of pain.
Loser I shall never be
I shall twirl my way out
Finding ,my strength
Standing erect on my feet
Towards my resurrection.

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