Distanced under the bridges
Wrapped in tattered stitches
Mingling with the cold openly under the blistering heat
Rebelling sounds echoing from quivering heartbeat
Elsewhere away from days in median
Down and in the grips of a custodian
Fortune hurriedly parting ways
Welcoming decrees from gloomy days
Abandoned desires dashes out in a chain
A differing condition position as a perpetual remain
Passion scuffle vainly in pursuit for lost glories
Caved under pressures of ancient memories
Way paved for a lasting surrender to misery
It is time to answer to treachery
There, here they are
Around, screams heard from afar
Heart crawling, relentlessly reaching for a help out
Amid piercing yell like a baby’s morning shout
Depths of fears stepped on and left behind
Strife for life bagged and ready for a rewind
Passion, increasingly crowd around in a circle
Searching vigorously, hunting for a miracle
Craving for fractions of favors to rely on
Bidding to return smiles which has long been gone
Passion runs in briskly in channels
Like streams of water guided through tunnels
Demonstrating glimpses of harboring few fragrant flowers
And hoping for love to descend from the skies as showers
But in the rains leaves holds on to branches wilted
Wind whirl over and all remains tilted
Like living in blankness
And wondering alone in the light of darkness
While Arrays of luck wave and divert
With countless panic still continuing to revert