Will-o'-The-Wisp

We sing on HIS music

Dance on HIS tune

Walk on HIS road

& Laugh on HIS jokes

We live-in between infinity

Surrounded by lies

With flying black holes

And scavenging eyes

There isn’t any time

It’s all illusory

There isn’t any play

It’s all delusory 

The good isn't sacrosanct
And, the bad pernicious
With truth beguiling
And, relations struggling

Awaken the mystic soul

Don’t let it sleep

Nights may not be long

And, days may not be strong. 

Metro Musings

And the hurt
Vibrates in the heart 
Plays with the mind 
itself, dismantling the pain...

Like a clueless bird..
I fly high aimlessly
Gazing at the horizon
With a brighter eye...

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