Frantic
I was lasting for long...
Tried not to wrong.....
Made my way down the road,
And no reason to cry,
What shall meet that time?
I was such a fool,to let go!
Stood by that door,.....lifted my hand to snubbed that soul,
And no reason to even lie
Send back that mind,
Lifted my eyes in the sky,....
Sure to see those behind me.
Breaking intentions in high grams,
Wash away dirt from that durable apparel,
Yearning more for farewell,
How do I wait and say,"forgive me"?
Lofty my words of regret may be,
No one knows what tomorrow will set on the dinning table,
Shadows of pain,shed of rebel,
Jumped over an elephant,till several times only to a lizard.
Every word will be held sad,
Like the ass roared to the farmer,
No room for the accuser!
Host of counts and countess,
Desperate for societal powers,
Come forth to carry me home,
Always playing in rain,
As sunshine brings happiness in lane.
Forgiveness clears a sinful pot,
Seventy seven by seven......ridicule not!
Copyright © Anderson Solanmuse | Year Posted 2018
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