Voyage

The voyage and the counless scenes seen

My voyage which begun with cunning initiated efforts
But i could acknowledge the pain that was ressurected with obstructions on my path
I saw to my shock the empty corridors of heaven and darkness that prevailed.
Graveyard, of souls and thoughts
Given a leverage to see droughts,
Thirst clutched as between the jaws of hound
And waterless empty vessals that made no sound
I add my steps with no halt
To have a better insight into the three spatical dimentioned
And time, to which i have no retention

Author's Note

Make your voyage good for ownself

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

The pathway you have walked across is filled with deep, rich visions for the eyes and the soul. Keep your eyes lifted.

[Hari Om]

Very very ture ... thank you