THE  DESTINED

Life ..
Through dreams and illusions
Travel to the shores of fantasies
To crash land at a point of time
Under the reflections of a mirage.
Another dream re-emerges
Followed by another illusion
To follow yet another mirage
This time in a different direction.

The songs of love lure at times
The aroma of flowers tempt at times
But thorns surface, pierce to bleed
Paths vanish abrupt, at times
The already edited life seeks a hope
Trying to experience a spell of relief
Out from the torments and perplexities.

Betwixt the hassles and upheavals
The edited role is destined for execution
Fated, one cannot evade the gallows
In the meantime ...
Future gets swallowed into the past
While the fireballs of doom cannot refrain
From striking its target at the destined time.
 

T. ASHOK

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