The Sentence

Wandering Soul
Aug 24, 2017 · 1 min read

Plumbed the intricacies, of loathe and of intimacies
United in defiance, Denounce Solitude in alliance
Chaos of Solitude, they accept with gratitude
Abjuring legitimacy, they look up at the supremacy

Ephemeral associations, prolonged litigations
Glib generalization, Misery of this generation
Contract for life, now so strife
Sanctity of the knot, terrified to unknot

Palpable sense of grief, devoid of any relief
Sense of despair for the parting pair
He felt the guilt up to the hilt
Lost the grip, the pen slipped

Splash of ink, Sound of drip
It lay in ruins with a broken nib!

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