Too Far Gone

My life has brought me to such horrible end - I might say, Or I might blame the subtlest of my soapy sinful way; Divine graces blossomed around me like pure prim-roses, I chose thorns; who to blame? I should be blamed if life closes... Secrets of health and wealth I had learned charmingly well, Words written betwixt rays of hand and head I could well spell; Why had I, abandoned my life to hell, I do not know. Caught up betwixt dilemmas, I do not know where to go... Drinking was not much; the impression given was much more; Each moment pricked my heart and mind like an ugly eyesore; Like a lunatic or a cattle-thief they had cornered, Once, I too was a person, do they know? Highly honored...! Flowers once faded lose their glorious glamour they say, Yet, do flowers, in whole of their lif-time, have their own way? Environs decide; they grow; there is less of a complaint, They end and fall and kiss the dust do them ever constraint...? Should I , while traveling, each milestone seriously count? Hills and vales and hillocks and mountains should I not surmount? Limiting all realms; befitting all sources; I should march; Strength, serenity and solemnity must be my arch...! 04 July 2022