DESTINATION OF A RESTLESS DESTITUTE!

Into that silenced grave- stepping in
Entering deep down- as
I walked down through the alley of my heart
Shamefully, depressed, disgusted and aimlessly thinking - of
What personality am I playing, in this theatre?
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A shooting star unpredictably illustrated me – the
Memorial routs I have travelled - and
The reminiscences swamped up imagination- revealing
Dreams, whimsies, successes and failures of- my
Life which took me to the paths to fall and rise.
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The teary warmth of my mother’s lips on the cheek- and
The valour reproaches of my father - and
The wrangling with my dears – following
Those treasured schooling days,
Fluttering like a butterfly from flower to flower,
Whispering the inhibited bonbon love.
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From those exciting moments of flame - to
Those disgusting moments of pain,
Without fretting and fearing the far edge of life – moved
Like a plougher – and then
That moment of confusion flittered my mind- to
Question the real existence of my being- and
Abruptly came that flash of vacillation- to
Strangling the four rimed path into one – and
Mystified me to walk towards where?
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A soft whispering broke into my inner ears – and
A fingerless hand on the wall divulging the way to travel – and
My mind swathed with reasoning - to
Where am I itinerating to?
With that confusion of staggering- I
Conceded visioning to mission- to get
In touch with the oasis of life.
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As I stared back to take collection of my life- referring
The people intruded in me and those I departed - and
The troubled sea I made and solved,
The filial I gave and shut, the eros I misused – and
The hitches overcome and partaken - with
The blissful existence and the terrified survival.
These parts and partials of me - in
This voyage towards the unknown Being – became
An inseparable ingredient of my existence.
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The fearful realities whispering the way- and
What would be the end of this ride?
With that scintillating freeze mind I stood – and
Then that tender breeze and cooing of the dove-with
The murmuring brook whispered the hope- which
Soothed my greatly turbulent consciousness.
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And then came in front -that
Less travelled road of life – and
The exiting and jolly began to slow – as
My eyes pinned that electrifying image
Shattering my nerves to shed teary drops- for
It had made many to shed teary rivers – and
That image pulled me to gaze again and again.
Alas! There I saw a blood dirty guy – naked
Except a rag around his slim waist- and
The boney skinned arms outstretched on a crossed wooden pole
Hanging like a modern political rebel- and
Alas to that horrific sight piercing my heart- began
Briskly tears swelled up in my eyes- and
My sneaky lips whispering at it- as if
My end rests on that folly Cross and nothing else- but
My heart whispered to me believe in you - for
This Being is your destination- and
I felt that soft murmuring calm of the breeze -which
None can give to this soul of me - except
This Divine Being (Christ) hanging on the cross.