In The Dark And The Deep


vikas chandra

This quest, of faith, tangled in fear
It’s not, out there, but deep within
In the, soul’s sanctum, that cross, we bear
Weighs no more, than the, truth of sin!

That riot, of swans, on the, silent loch
A widow’s wails, on a, wintry night
To the tomb, of mine, long lonely walk
A pilgrim, resents, sadist’s delight!

That world, is easy, to endure
Whose artifice, is a, child’s play
Not the, starkest truths, which we conjure
Then call them ‘myths’, in a, soul astray!

Faith cradles fear, in man’s instincts
Sin’s lullaby, stirs, a nightmare, asleep
Man ain’t, beyond his, mind’s precincts
In The Dark And The Deep!

© 2019 Vikas Chandra

View original post

Submit a comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s