A Half Shared Bliss Of Penance (Part I) Poem by nishant agrawal

A Half Shared Bliss Of Penance (Part I)



......Reaching lands.....
Where a life ensconced on the velvet of dreams,
And sliding pearls unrolling some truths and joy,
Winds deciding the height of rising waves,
And burning tyres the faith in you,
Life filling its pores with sediments of an aging love,
And love aching and whining in a different land,
Peace an amputated noise, coming in pieces wrapped tight,
And no blind fold i am to take part in this unravelling game,
I see the time moving with the madness of the crowd,
Amidst whispers, chants, scowls, brawls, and in infants lovenginess,
Eyes imploring and unshaken, picking up puddles
Few lewd explorers, scrolling apparels sighing viscerals,
Silence counted among the corpses, untrue unhealthy unwise,
Baffling the surly braggers, learning unlearning the past,
Soddened eyes sweat draped and spirited souls,
shivering with a meaningless oscillations hitting the corners bleeding laughters,
Unheard epochs of a million rattling chants, unheard i would say firmly,
Reconciling with winds and waves, hitting hard the shores,
An act of revenge, delivering hollowness as hollow as them,

Friday, June 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: travel
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