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DESULTORY ERRANDS



Moving down the lane
One to the right,after a long walk
Other a four minutes ride,
I pass by on my holiday mornings
And many more spread around the city
Created a symphony of peace and rite
A house of worship; pious and serene
Holding on our believes and trust in lord.
A place always looked forward to,
When seeking some answers
Or sanity of the master.
A citadel for my refuge
When master heralds a storm.
Defeating down the enemies,
The place was my wonderland.

But drifting with time,
I can now see the shadows
Outside the fortress,
Pleading for help and mercy
From the wounded souls
Eyes with a spirit of hope long gone
I hear no symphony,
No one to hold their believes and trust
Just a stillness of stationary lives
Caught on fragile boats,
Amid a huge ocean
Waves Rattling the base
Taking them no closer to the shore

I feel no peace,
But a riot of injustice
These boundaries create,
And find these visits nothing
But desultory errands.



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