DELIVERANCE

Fewer by fewer thoughts leaving the once heavy life
Coming out of a circled loop breaking a flower shaped season
Saving a moment from the dawn for peace amidst of chaos
Mind struggles to empty the unsettling inner conflicts
Everything looks simple yet turns as an unresolved task
For reasons not known shadows cast a spell of past
From the dominions of error codes and sweep to challenge
Navigating the flow to a sanctum of prayers
Conscience calms the elements of annoying outer clusters
Gentle, the verse of the universe, unaffected by clamour heavy.
Yet there these pigments and splinters of snoops
Spattered around the atrium of earth
When this will be over the question is unresolved
Escapades or silence served not the sense of logic
There no flag to hold in hand to embellish the feel of freedom
May be a midnight dream it is of bloodsheds and escapades
Of dissonance and differences in terrains of pride
Purple the line of a verse blooms along the earthen landscape
Perhaps, a place where the soul balances the unresolved elements