The Rosary Of Remembrance

Who stringed those moments thru this thread
Of faith squirming in the throes of fear
A hope farmed on a yearning’s shred
Why ends up as despair, despair, …!

When shadow of spring chases fall
Their mystic echoes mean something
There is nothing as a fond recall
There’s a shade of pain in everything!

Whose mind perceives, heart deceives and soul believes
Strays thru life’s maze, pilgrim of the past
In intrigue’s thoughts, delusion leaves
Impressions born to ever last!

Who wrenched beyond its point of break
A daydream twined in a tortuous trance
Lay scattered my misery’s keepsake
The Rosary Of Remembrance!

© 2023 Vikas Chandra

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