the conflict of the minds..an epic

paint me a picture
where all the pretty maidens sit in a row
brains all tinkerin on how to make trees grow


draw the caricatures
of these witches who plot and bellow
casting spells so the maidens will go through so much sorrow


craft me a feature
where from the heavens the Lord will peek below
so He may decide who to poke his arrow


think who of these creatures
will shriek till they beg to stop such woe
seeds will start sprouting since no one will stop it with a claw

The Traveller

....this is the first ever written after the series of catastrophes in my life
....fully inspired by a sudden flash of light


The Traveller

Shattered world, scattered pieces
Walking barefoot, hurting with splinters
Dark alleys, mongrels fight
Passing through stabbed with something blunt
Steep terrains , wolves abound
Hiking and tripping without guide

Endless pathless road trodden
Stood up , stumbled multiple times
Horizons turning bleak with traces of colors
Held on to the glimmer of light
Nighttime bestowed the dimmest tick of life
Slumberred, tossing and turning

Eerie darkness succumb to the dawn of daylight