Poisons of Kinds.

By Dhruva Nalla

In the reign of solitude, there is peace and soul,

Severing toxic bonds, broken pieces come together whole.

The mask has no place in the moment of truth,

Reliving the passion for life and innocence of one’s youth.

Nothing lasts forever as nature prevails,

The peace boat, now afloat, either sinks or sails.

In the clutches of a derailing and wondrous storm,

The soulful mind gently drifts from the norm.

Detached reality, snakes under the bed,

False paradise, left alone grows more heads.

Delusions and disguises, the kingdom of lies,

One pulls the other and none seems to fly.

A way to life, a way from life,

Soul to hide, soul to find.

A melodious symphony of chaos and order,

One fly, one dive, real dance is on the border.

Deafening silence, abandoned responsibilities, Freedom to be lost,

The bliss of oblivion, soul search with a cost.

Poisons of kinds everywhere, Trip to the stars far above,

Everything kills, choose the one you love.

Assurance:

I assure you that the above-written poem is my writing. Not copied, not translated, not published anywhere.

By Dhruva Nalla