A road
that bends at the deadliest curve
in a valley that slopes steeply
down a waterfall
with no Charon to ferry across.
Why doth life forever thus image?
Or as a rose pale
with a worm's trail
that infested
the crimson bed
it as a bud shed?
Why doth life forever thus image?
Why doth despair dark thus forage
fodder scarce in nightmares drear ?
Long marches to nowhere
Feet drag to futures lost forever
The Sisyphean rocks tumble everywhere
here
there
wherever!
Why doth life forever thus image?
An unholy alliance trudging a pilgrimage
A road robber riven
who never turns a poet nor a sage.
Why doth life forever thus image?
Out of a mountain of despair
a molehill of broken dreams to re-pair!
Pratima@ Whence the soul begets this sadness?/What the innermost heart tears?/Whence to go, what to do?/ Who canst thee console, to such questions which clue? Despair rages wild/ like a harsh hellish hiss coiled!
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