Along the winding, serpentine road,
The whispering winds reveal a lost code,
A key to those seeking an abode,
Under the countless stars, a haven is bestowed.
Vaibhav
Tag: voyage
A Battle for Truth
A gleaming sword made from truth,
Lies hidden in ravaged lands.
A single blow to the fiercest foe,
Crumbles the vanquished into shifting sands.
Warriors arrive from realms afar,
A mad scour for this mythical blade.
Their eyes doused with the frenzy within,
The light of reason has started to fade.
Wary of the crazed,
I tread these bloodied lands.
My shield luminous with courage,
My destiny steady in my hands.
The Gods of power frown upon my march,
For theirs isn’t the counsel I seek.
My hunt for the sword continuous,
But my motives aren’t so bleak.
Only a drink of truth is what I look for,
And the wisdom it may speak.
Vaibhav
A Stolen Slice of Time
It’s not the past that I seek,
But a version of it.
A thinly cut slice of happiness,
From an overall muddled reality.
A wary awareness greets me as I write,
For no joys of today,
Are fastened to the restraining threads,
Of a time gone by,
Nor chained to dreams of a vivid tomorrow,
But alive in the fragile moment,
Full of possibilities,
And of creation,
Often more than a slice.
Vaibhav
Mermaids
A voice like molten silver,
Emerges from the sea.
Mellifluous and intoxicating,
It sets the sailor free.
The song of the mermaid,
Surreal and divine,
Cuts through the storm,
Like an ethereal sign.
Imbibed with a spirit,
The sailor breathes a sigh,
What voyage could drive him thus,
What journeys could soar so high?
Vaibhav