Prose of a Voyager
Jul 27, 2017 · 1 min read
Passion meanders wide-eyed,
Running riot on the feeble road,
Where attraction is a fleshy intellect,
And unerring heat, a naked stimulant.
As passion narrows it’s scan,
Soaking excitement, a convicted assassin,
Drawing a web in feline hues,
Disparagingly awakening to a potent cause.
The aftermath of rising temperatures,
Is locked in mercurial haze.
Diaspora of fragmented conflicts,
Cooling the ashed terrains.
Insomnia of patented monologues
Which breach the trust of conviction
Drive the sojourn in circles
Scripting the prose of a voyager.