April 9, 2025
For Edward Ibeh's Contest " Pick-A-Title, Vol 50 "
Title Chosen " The Door Of Uncertainty "
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I walk gleefully in the gorgeous garden path all alone with the cadence of love pulsating in my young heart, nurturing hopes of the permanence of pleasure sown in my impermanent world from where I can’t depart. The fluid times change, but I can’t ever make out how, the storm of strife surges, but I can never know why it blows away the mind, a discarded leaf from bare bough, that falls like a silent drop of my tear with a somber sigh. The burden of blankness drags the dead dreams down to the dreary depth of fragile life’s labyrinthine abyss, and onto the beleaguered brink of self- destruction to drown in the dismal flood of the disappearing hopes, I miss. In the collapsing quicksand of expectation hollow inside, shadows of remorseless danger of devouring desolation lurk. As the shards of demolished desires subtly subside, mist of failure makes life’s tortuous pathway abominably dark. There the unsure trembling footsteps unknowingly falter, the sliding sands of the sanguine time don’t ever stop. The dormant diktats of the ordained destiny never alter, as listless life lumbers in the dark path, losing the prop. Searching then for the inner glow I discern the divine light, that reveals the reality of life’s tangible intent in the haze, defines the prescribed purpose of existential journey right, through the door of uncertainty away from the mundane maze.
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