Withdrawn For Good From Rat Race

Soul, slow down your flight A kindred soul dare to delight In your tryst when you hold her tight Savouring every breath, every moment Shunting aside pain and torment Shutting out a callous comment When your priorities say yes Bless contours on tours that grace The face so graceful it needs no stress To pour plenty of luscious love On affable aphrodites appointed from above Lots of love given beyond a wondrous wave That craves for evocative elevation With or without any standing ovation Granted without any egregious enervation Brought about in season of penury In love, in warmth, in sapphire and topaz jewellery In deals and seals savoured this century Bankrolled by synergy straws Punctuated by gregarious guffaws Whose music mellows jaws Silenced and suppressed in studios Whose walls muffle audios In preference for videos Flowing and blowing in a rapid motion In sections and bisections in a mission Whose prime impression slays depression Letting loose emotions in a moose, a goose Navigating limpid waters near the sluice So limpid and liquid it lets joy juice Caress and address the pleasure Lovers lift from sorrow in the right measure That promotes votes for the erasure Of memories of salaries Posted and costed late in lapidaries Exploited to a vacuum in aviaries Where white doves fly In unison to ply Their trade that laughs at a lie Spread at high speed An innocent self concept to weep Long and hard when sorrow strikes a deep Blow at the core of a halo Separated from Pablo In a motion so slow It tethers tweets Posted alongside sweets From minds so endowed with wits They cause a frown to fret It saves a regret For an open secret That the grapevine derides Stressing illusionist divides From society get no free rides As you wake up Shove away the cup Deserving no sup In your college In your village In the privilege You feel extended Over and above a libation blended By brewers you'd suspended To usher in an era filled with amity Blended with a daily dose of sublimity To ascertain no more calamity Rears its ugly face In full or in a trace As you withdraw for good from any rat race.