Inner Beacon
Quicksand of life hollow inside,
shadow of despair lurks,
debris of dead desires subsides.
In wasteland frail footsteps falter
as sands of time trickle,
destiny’s motif doesn’t alter.
While the inner beacon flashes
on desolate pathway,
dream of fading future crashes.
Let the inward journey begin,
searching for divine grace,
filling the soul with bliss within.
October 21, 2020
Syllable count : 8/6/8 ...
Checked on howmanysyllables.com
Contest : Writing Challenge-Tercets
Sponsor : Constance La France
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2020
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