Monday, May 24, 2010

A Journey through Cascade

A beginning
Of cautions, alarms
And armed words
A voice 
In search of silence
Trembling in heart
Went down the memory lane

Comrades, flags and leafs
It saw amidst chaos
ripened in endless varieties

Stinking courts
Stale end media
And truth in between

Perhaps a sign of sigh
may have erupted
before the standing souls

face to face
A stigma
so loud and chanting

Daring the streets
I viewed
Avid lines, in common

Resolving the proxies
I ventured a call
to fight the odds

Save my eyes
Riddles are sleepless
I can continue to burn the ends

Skies are full gloom
I cherish their stillness
In my wet throat journey

To be sure of nearness
And naked lies, I must be patient
And pedal for future, prying in darkness 

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