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A hero is just that lost in the suace proned to devastation A barrage of intense flames loosed in its politically incorrect agenda Sought back the upheavel with a smile still to know all the great while A chalice is just that in some absurd excursion plotted to the extreme The inevitable remedy with hearts on the upswing Through the complacency proned to decency The upmost honesty to endeavor the braided swelt of heat In an illusion prond to twilight fantasy in its eternity The inner plight of justification & sensitivity Gone our the days we used to frolic in a haze Today we are all being stuck inside a maze Shattered dreams in the notion of fright to sight In scrambled eggs inside the equation You base your logical theories on the basis of regret All the hero's and legend we knew as a child have left In random discourse, We felt the sound of innocence in the right perspective Shattered fragments in their devastation in dreams A flight of fancy & brevity The cause of charity In its equated logical fashion We absorbed the extremitites Many today suffer in silence amidst its blindness With temples of gloom shattered fragments in their room Lost!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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