Your gentle,
loving leashes of principles pure
Into counterfeit
well-being, I'd wandered away.
I've experienced ecstasy,
beguiling pleasures unbound!
But when I opened
my eyes to actuality,
I craved for a
stable ground.
Alas! There was
none that I could find.
For some delights
can just make you fly,
But don't assure a
safe haven to bind.
And I fell... Onto
Reality's coldest ground, maimed
Breaking every bit
of my brittle soul.
Confidence
deprived; honour defamed.
The one vital
sense that's not yet tainted
Is a meagre flame
of conscience,
That's flickered even after rationality sordidly
fainted.
With every bit,
every photon of that hopeful ray
I beg; Take me
back in you endearing proximity,
Repair the ties I
broke; from this hell, keep me at bay...
I wish to be with
you forever, I now surmise
Safe and sound, devoid
of the demonic deceits
For I've wondered
way too much, in a false paradise...
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