Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Cross Thy Ruins

Lost in the ruins of an old dream
Trying to cope with the running stream
Escaping from the reality of a present life
Trying to endure such a daily strife!

Looking everywhere like a runaway thief
Running hastily without a moment of relief
Carrying a fancy crime on his bare shoulders
The panic of crossing the ugly truth's borders

Lost in the ruins of an ancient world
Roaming through its memories as freely as a bird
Waiting for a time to come but in vain
Waiting for the Guidance to a world more humane

A soldier in his shining armor, all by his own
Fight after fight, not a single groan
Miles and miles from home, yet still walking ahead
Faith pumping the heart, and prudence nourishing the head.

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