Indolence has taken over her aptness,
the dream she saw was filled with darkness,
Irascible was the world towards her loyalty
her determination was strong towards her proclivity,
Dawdling was the future as the path was serpentine
lest complacency was procrastinated for sometime.
The freedom she craved for was on the verge of ceasure.....
mutiny was the only way left she could get away from the macabre.
Her life was gnarled and in a precarious condition,
she kept on carping about the wrong but no action was taken.
She was loyal to her herd and safe she always played,
it was such a misfortune for her to be treated as a renegade.....
Obsolete was the blame she was punished for,
i detest the system for being so impure.
I tried to placate her mind, but her ego was refurbished.....
although she was crestfallen and broken down her tears were vanished.
I was ambivalent about her new avatar
but i was pretty sure about her hidden power....
The dawn was still dark, she scathed her ownself- the world's desire
the world saw her singe, her smile seen behind the pyre!
I wonder why we call ourselves"donish" and "erudite",
the mind is still chained and suffocated, though the heart is always right.........
original by: abhi.....
honestly..i didn't understand a word of it.. but... feels beautiful.. :)
ReplyDeletelol.... dude... u should have asked me when i came to ur home.... lolz.... i ll explain it next time we meet....!!!!!
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