Walk The Tightrope


The disordered sands of entropy on unsure life’s shore, 
churned by the wheel of the chaotic tentative time,
settle on the stratified shelf of the disorganized life.
In moments moving with the perturbed dispersed dust,
the truth of trust oscillates on the thread of tumult 
on the ruffling tightrope in the perilous space of purpose.

In the threatening tempest of divesting fright,
the mind disheveled in the befuddled moments 
into a scary state of dismal disorientation,
splinters the leitmotif of the embedded emotions.
The confounded cascade of consternation 
carries them away to the abyss of bewilderment.

When the hesitant mind is unsteady in vague realm,
the dislodging thrust of the ambiguous sensitivity,
unbound from the righteous roots of the sanctified soul,
unleashes the displaced instincts to rush to undefined goal.
Beneath the surface of the mortal wisdom’s attire,
where the mind builds the edifice of ignoble intent, 
the clinging traits lead to the depth of unsettling ignorance, 
the bereft life is critically balanced in the wilderness of trance.

The repressed essence entangled in the cobweb of frustration,
looks for the escaping pathway of dissociation,
seeks for the time to listen to the calm call from within,
vibrating with the enticing echo of the tune of soul’s violin.
The consciousness layers are crossed in inward journey of faith 
to discover the reassuring candle of conviction kindled,
and hear beguiled the joyous music of freedom  
in the valiant space of certitude wrapped in silent serenity.

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