The capsized topple

 

 

The flame I ignite within

To set my inner self ablaze

Recoils upwards and glows

Fuelled by my soul

The glitter that shines below

While the sky is charred to brown black

Oh my vessel is capsized

Oh my vessel is

The eyes that look down fund sparkle

And the sky is hidden by the keel

My arms ache when lifting the boat

And dragging it with me

A horse riding his jockey

What if I would have allowed

Myself to go adrift with the tide

Saddled on the galloping boat

Then the world would have wowondered

While wading with lifted boats

That my world was a capsized one

Carried by the weightless soul

And thriving on the flow of faith

Without an oar in hand

Without carrying the weight of vessel.

 

Delhi

2139

22.47

19.4.24