Drenched Dreams

A loss, upholds no reason, that's valid enough to justify,
Not always does things work,
when expectations are high
Ones defeated ,and the chance is gone,
Not much, is left to reverse and rectify...
Not always being optimistic, can be an ally
Sometimes, its the very last chance
to fight and to fortify
At the end what is left are soggy tears and a loud caged cry.
Amidst the clutches of destriction
of self belief and sigh
A stagnant scene, like a mere choaking bowtie,
The whole world seems to be a lucratively lament lie.
Losing the last ray of hope, a dark dusked sky,
Leaving the last bit of land,
does the Soul sails to purify,
Into a visionless, venomous valley, does one fall and silently die....


-Shaivi