Deviants to the Eternity
Walking down the sundried path,
I look up above.
Beyond the treetops, beyond everything that the eyes can see.
I look at the glamour that encompasses me.
Is it the divine? I wonder.
Is it just the illusion of the divine? I ponder.
A look beneath the surface,
Of the Poseidon's gravelly floor,
Makes me wonder if I am even anywhere near the truth?
Wandering Earth as its the only place I can be at,
I look around me in awe.
What do I choose to believe?
The divine? Or do I be the defiant?
Copyright © Neha Padhi | Year Posted 2026
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