Mind is without reason,
thoughts gone awry,
Near perfect blurred vision
for the soul dreary,
Idea of angelic nature
beginning to take shape,
Falling back on memories for the
nemesis to escape,
Tried bartering dreams for
preserving sanity,
A semblance of harmony,
bargained for vanity,
Remorse for the unwarranted death
of verse,
Words have deserted leaving
empty the purse,
A wishful thinking for the cherished
prophetic day,
Now beyond reach where stillborn
thoughts lay,
Continue the haloed search for
smiling unknowns,
Candle burning bright, lest
they miss the milestones …