PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Without pretension I try to dissect the truth 
with a leap of faith, 
which was a whole of me 
and no outside fable. 
The part ambition and part failure, 
become a lump in the throat. 
An intense enquiry starts with a shudder. 

A crystal depth spills in cosmos, the words scream 
you die for a chaste language. 
The clarity of wing’s span, 
and the purity of essence. 
Yet life repeats some relevant, 
questions of unknown, 
of livid pain and sorrow. 

As preamble to witness 
a sad demise of a vision, 
shock of abandonment 
of a dream of future intellect, 
the valley of clouds suffers a set back. 
The ambition collapses like a failed god.