Astounded by the enigma of your regime
am a traveler without a lead ,
in a journey unforeseen
till I surrender , bow at your feet ,
like a slave who is bound to redeem
for sins of this and past life
committed by me ;
bereft of direction ,
unaware of the channel
that leads to holy gleam .
Million years of light away
you smile and watch
my commotion
at times
me relieved ,
your spirals and your weave
the mysterious spell of your regime ;
left with no aspect
no notions, no beliefs
the fact
like a pawn
sacrificed in gambit ,
for your pleasure
when you are free
here's my advice u need to think ,
next time when you are free
give me a pleasure
to be a queen ,
my lust and desires
quenched to extreme ,
as a queen with "joie de vie"
exuberance
in your play ground ,
in your past time ,
when you are free ,
when you re write my destiny
when you re incarnate me.
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