How he wishes to hold up and remonstrate,
but sifting through ages,now considered, a waste of debate.
Arduous it was,envisaging an endless dusk,but now comes easy,
credits to the insomnia infested nights, chatting friends,”aghast and tizzy”.
What of a man,who thought many a times, just not thrice,
wants he a fulfilled wish, of his maker’s demise.
And of the one, who seeks more than glory,
cursing one of his own, to fall for the gory.
Yet, undeniable is the presence of trifled hope,
ah mortality! renders you believing in a fruitful grope.
Doubts he too not, that someday, cashing dusk to a failed pawn,
will emerge victorious, a resplendent and never-ending dawn.
but sifting through ages,now considered, a waste of debate.
Arduous it was,envisaging an endless dusk,but now comes easy,
credits to the insomnia infested nights, chatting friends,”aghast and tizzy”.
What of a man,who thought many a times, just not thrice,
wants he a fulfilled wish, of his maker’s demise.
And of the one, who seeks more than glory,
cursing one of his own, to fall for the gory.
Yet, undeniable is the presence of trifled hope,
ah mortality! renders you believing in a fruitful grope.
Doubts he too not, that someday, cashing dusk to a failed pawn,
will emerge victorious, a resplendent and never-ending dawn.
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