Wishcraft and Wishspell
Braving the storm, soldiering strong
In this epic hour of my odyssey,
Gone are the days of troubled waters
Here I’m into the warmth of the divine prophecy.
But darkness still looms
And come crawls the wrath of doom
And the conspiracy of time that cyanides my path to the holy,
But the power of me will prevail
And the army of me won’t derail
The eminence of me is true-destined for glory.
Keeping the faith, fire-cleansing my desire
I wish-spell my magic of eternal thunder,
Trust in myself I must
And by the empire of light healed crust
My freedom angelic will carry me to the temple of wonder.
Here I am, wish-crafting my thoughts,
And in command with my Earth and sky
I breathe life into my desire,
The oracle of light
And by the splendor my might,
And I’m forever in league with the inspire.
(C) Obaidur Rahman. Published in the poet’s debut book of English poetry titled “The Mystic Inferno” in 2012.
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