Eccentric Voyage Of Life

The feather thus soft, though caresses me hard,
My life is short but the expedition of million yards.

My body’s burly, how about its strength?
Come; get in my shoes to sense the weariness in length.

Rather I supplicate pardon at your doors, my Lord,
My attire’s worn out, my body gashed, stabbing my sins with your sword.

My blood is yellow as that of piddle,
Flowing to signify my sins, concealed as a riddle.

Why am I not apprehending my fault?
Why am I succumbing in this fatal vault?

Halter of a stallion, clasped in my hands,
As fast as I ride, endeavoring to conquer the productive lands.

My dreams are shallow, my heart bears a dark hole,
My soul persuades me to accomplish the past of my role.

My conjectures fail, defeat embraces me in a glance,
However I desire to see the colossal tower for my lost radiance.

Abiding the affliction, my bleeding feet propels the ground back,
The road is smooth but the audacity I lack.

Peace cuddles my soul, love sows new seeds,
Almighty is here to secure me, blessing me with the wisdom of His creed.

My lips are parched, my gaze standstill,
Is this The Glory Of Life I seek everywhere- desserts, forests and hills?

The body slackens its burden, I’m in trance,
Presence of my Almighty, craving every single opportunity for His glance.

My soul enlightens accounting the Heavens,
His commands are my constitution, His contentment my goal.

 

 

 

Virtue OR Vice ^ Your Preference

For a lot more, we urge, we seek;
Exploit the fatal vault, defeat the peak.

Lust soaks the existence, gluttony swallows the veracity;
Integrity upholds the mass but the ultimate scarcity.

The trembling appearance, unable to quit the dosage of falsehood;
Steady embraces revolutionizing the evil – one last chance to all good.

Truth begins its expedition demolishing the vicious circle of malice;
Each pace to be taken vigilantly, mind and soul implies.

Hands up, hearts down, darting the mendacity with an arrow,
The heaven is evidently apparent, the only discernible independent sparrow.

One right foot ahead, vote for the world peace,
Million feet together ceases the battle field’s crease.

The bolted eyes disclosing premises, battling against evil;
Hope intoxicates the core thrashing the prevailing devil.

The globe tends to spat the trash, gaping at the sudden ambiguity;
The world proclaims a revival, a renaissance with thrashing acuity.

One pathway, one course, one role and one soul;
Stepping ahead altogether for serenity, being the first one to enroll.

The struggle fathoms the power of unison and conviction;
The flowing blood signifies the sacrifices – a merry conclusion to the crucial friction.

Enthusiasm and passion raiding the amoral of the mortals;
Exhibiting the concealed abilities in the omniscient portals.

Barbarism slackens the civilization to entrust the frailty;
Thus integrity conquers the world one day or the other – serving the penalty.

Contaminating the morality is an attempt of the atrocious and malevolent fraction;
Hence it’s worth articulating how every action has an equal and opposite reaction.