August 24th
Behind the crooked walls of existence,
Hope flies out of desperation…
Looking out for a hint of light,
Which can challenge HIS might…
The darkness of the hour,
Subsumed by the overbearance of fear…
Fear,which is unknown to the sight,
Looking out for some respite?
Marred by the inhibitions of thought,
Can't see beyond the gloomy plot…
Believing in the might of self,
For our fate to resurrect..
O! I ought to be a optimist,
But the events circumvent(us)..
To see beyond what is stated,
Is it not the Destiny we have created???
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