Threads of time...

Like a nomad, soul wanders
for shade of thy's benign love
eluding like mirage on parched desert
the oasis of happiness fades into oblivion
prisoner of wantonness seeking freedom
from pain of fleeting fragile attachments
the unceasing cycle of longing and belonging
succumbing to numbness of silence in the end
desertation, deprivation and decimation is all it gets
from dirt it arises and dirt is what it begets in the end
all impressions, memories and moments written on sand
forgotten,erased,mopped,overwritten till all vanishes for new recreation!

Labels: All for recreation...