Unveiling the darkness over the concealed confessions
ÀThose which struggle inside panicked resolutions
And through a way in silence
Do they head towards abeyance?
Not that they are provisionally ceased
But permanently are abjured.
The dainty of their youth
Amplified by fanaticism
And debacle of their adage
Embellished by scarlet flamboyance
Was it their fault or failure?
Had they submitted or have already lost
Or was it the last forlorn attempt
Or did the course deviate
Or did the Zephyr cool the lake?
Not so well versed with the laws of world
Crossed had they the pond; thinks but the sea
The withered arms of confession
Wince while in thoughts
And that they -Still
Genuflect before self-esteem…