TheChoice
Part 1 - OVERTURE
Yes, come times in life,
When light makes way for drops of pearls –
Flowing gently through the face of time,
Resonating pain, hitherto never felt…
The moment of precipice…
Part 2 - REBIRTH/
The once sonorous heart, now remains timid…broken.
You lock yourself in a catacomb,
That but none can reach…
You curse the world, curses it deserves…
You are but alone,
To mental unrest very prone,
A cold settles inside your essence,
As after years of living, life seems ruthless...
“I, the cynic, am born…”
/Part 2 – RENEWED
But – as always intrudes a ‘but’ –
Lies another way, peaceful, tranquil –
Waiting patiently, that you accept her,
That you dance to her tone…
“When light faded away into the dark,
Letting tears escape the doors to the universe,
I stood defiant, a ‘black-hole’ I became…
And through endless thought and pain,
I emerged a different persona."
“I, the keeper of light, am born…”
“Greatness and answers as I desired, I may not achieve…
But the greatness of the spirit and
The answers I needed to know –
Life awarded and I received…”
