Tuesday, March 30, 2021

A Wanderer



 I've travelled through clouds

amidst frozen lucents akin pearls,

kindered along with a twin crowd,

attaining over serene hurls,

atop the world, beneath the sun,

there's none to stop me run.


The breeze behind plunged

drifting me through the alley of heaven,

I respired anew as i lunged,

did putforth my trust in the seven;

Through gales, across storms,

I've indulged the shade of gorms.


Orbs overlooked me fly,

While rays of light warmed from within,

this ain't the day i cry,

For all i've gone through is thick and thin;

A thousand heads i saw at a glance,

Flicking their heads in a frisky dance.


                                                                                         ----Sharath






Saturday, March 13, 2021

Alone





While the barren woods murked,

obscure I stood alone gazing ,

the lonely star that overlooked,

astrayed in the ocean of it's own darkness,

Made me a clod for believing.


The truth was not that i was desterted,

Nor the fact of being a solus,

It was always the road I plumped,

The path of the forsaken and the outcast,

Choices that unfurled into a flus.


I do repent for all the hasty verdicts,

that I had to make at dawn,

for all I have done the esse indicts,

to rue over things that were primed,

For him we are just a mere pawn.,

For him we are just a mere pawn....!!!!

                                                      ----Sharath



 


Sunday, March 7, 2021

EmptyHeads


When the gloom sets and the credence fades,

When the last aid wallops into thin air,

Does the desolate heart plead for his holy grace?

Or does it brawl back at it's worst nightmare???


Oh i pity thee emptyHeads, I pity thee...!!!!


When the buoyant faith is skewered by a cynical thought,

When the armored trust is shattered by a small rift,

Does your optimism  succour you out of this wild craft?

Or does it perorate everything like an end shift???


Oh i pity thee emptyHeads, I pity thee...!!!!


When the jovial lifestyle transpires at your last terminal,

When the childhood memories are no longer a manifest,

Does your propenstrous life comforts you at your last trial?

Or does it smile back and sneer at your last test???


Oh i pity thee emptyHeads, I pity thee...!!!!

                                                                                                                    ----SHARATH


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