Enlightment
The more whimsical the choices looked,
The less oriented were the aims so booked
The sepulchral outcry of my inner beast
Frothed a reaction, less violent, yet a feast
The unnerving soul, bounded by a totally nerved body
And the harmonic mind, giving help, thus remaining gaudy
Took no care, nor notice and continued unabashed,
Still the blind images and deaf sounds flashed
still frothing reactions, now all too well lashed,
Suddenly they stopped, something amiss it seemed,
And so the loss is felt, with intensiy yet to be dreamed
Recognition , light of dawn, proves black to be blacker
With returned heir's right usurps throne of the weaker,
Unleashes the beast,and promises never to go darker..
Copyright © Varun Kishore | Year Posted 2005
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