Choice!

Choice!   I carry many nights inside me; Now darkness engulf my days, Life outsourced to some plonk in some dark alleys; Thoughts lost in time and space, I loiter in your dream as ragamuffin you hate, Visions unfurnished, I remember each date,
Am I too late? For your heaven’s gate; Blood is always red, I am ignorant; You know the taste, I am talking about peace, Of mild sun rays! Let us re-define togetherness; I half heartedly stoop; You are mesmerising; Your look! We can still walk by the brook, God bless the martyrs, The Martyrs of today are compromised; Unsheathing freedom…so hard to see. Hard to be!
The woods lost in the forest; Stop counting them, Whom do I blame? When it rains and the storm follows; When I see the horizon still lost; When I hear noises but not your voice; When I have no choice,