Journey, The Muse Of Hollow Time

Journey, The Muse Of Hollow Time long poem

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Once I went upon a time

On tender foot down a far fled lane

A tangled haunt of yesterdays astray

Long was my hunt for a fondness or

A certain door

A value or an anchor

For a ship to sail me to myself

To the awesome abyss of the self

I fell, my moods of poison pulled

I felt the falling stars they screamed

How then I howled in the nihilate night

Too sullied to soothe my lonesome ghost

My bitten bones for hollow time

My heart a black-hole house of cards

Slipped sigh of shames, a hungered Hades

A burnt out history bile and bitch had fumed

But I was too young to be that old

I must find my joy and hold it fond

to Hunt the rainbow -Honour life

but I had been blind to the haven of hearts

On the tongue-tips of touch my blessings stood

And much more than warm with will and giving

Stirred the memory of his music in me

Forgiveness !! – Cried his humble name

Peace trembled through me, stars sang life

His Love shone through the ice of my armour-shell

New birth for my blunt and brittle box

That breathed in a dreamless ditch of ‘ then’

And then that cherub child that longed

Loomed large so large in the life of me

Did make me doubt the shackle and the stab

Though thorny chain of void has led me here

A sprig of springtime mine

Has bathed my heart in his balmy sea

Through waves of golden nectar now

I hum with the hymns of his creativity

He sings oh poet be like a child

Be Meek and kind and come to me

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Lovely I enjoyed it

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