As I could no more unlisten to them,
As the moments no more pass unsilenty,
Beyond all the usher, that pushes me to gloom.
Beyond all the blur, that consummate & consume..
As slowly and slowly it wither me inside.
As more and more I decide to let by.
I could walk,but this aberration & chaos blinds me.
Every lonely step within lost but finds me,
To your meretricious roads I could no more walk;but walk away.
Yet but meticulous,I dissociate to find the.
Like the yesterdays that walked me to same roads,
Were brighter,were charmer,would lead to your home.
And there you would wait ,time –long time ;but untimely,
I could no more walk to the same ends,but blindly.
If a ribbon could wrap a gift like perfect,
I could muster my will to let unravel still;yet musnt be.
all those things that made moments perfect,
Could open it otherwise,against unwilling will.
And as it opens & like a ribboned road,
And all leads to angels but one,
Yet I choose the one that withers me inside,
Yet I blindly choose,to walk on it.
And if all the presents could unravel perfect,
One would lead to the angel’s road.
And all those voices I could not reply.
But I could loose more footsteps & timely.
I could no more walk unsilenty,
I could no more usher to your meretricious roads.