969: A Wasted Passion! Poem by Catastrophe KING

It was the wasted passion, which I had endowed upon me;
That had just led all my ambitions slip to an evident chasm!

I had fought from the wilderness of the deepest forest;
And, I had conquered the battle of my bizarre dreams!

It was only few moments, I had learnt the ways of life;
Just enameling those pensive days of my painful strife!

Aching, how I had always felt, only when I visualized;
That I would gather fallen petals, from my wishful days!

I saw me plucking those colored buds, off my going illusion;
And, just tried to bead that garland off the falling hailstones!

It was indeed a wasted passion; now I do not hanker after
I just let it be the way it should be, Oh! My wasted passion.