Immortal

Between my breaths, and the moor’s sigh
Lies the difference of life, a forlorn lie
To be recalled, beyond an age’s fall
Is not my choice, but a diktat on wall

I ain’t the one, to reign fiefs or hearts
But the fallen one, from the tall ramparts
Of the rituals of life, and creed of class
Not the chosen name, to last, alas!

Betwixt two ends, of a nameless life
I Unlearned myths, from delusions rife
How mortal, is my being of sand
Immortal soul, won’t understand

The business of, everlastingness
So many sins, bought in largesse
To earn a place in, known unknowns
And shout lost lies, from tombstones

© 2016 Vikas Chandra

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