197. Five Elements


Fame, a sweet poison
Concocted by own thought
Standing on a reason
With long fears, fraught

Success, a strange fruit
Taking years of labor to bear
Yet lost in selfish pursuit
As a tree with nothing to share

Relationship, an illusion
Where black is same as white
All colors grey in presumption
From words read in dim light

Love, bipolar as beheld
A glue of bond when given
A termite when withheld
Thin edge between hell, heaven

Life, a bitter truth divine
From one struggle to another
A myth of gathered shine
Busted by a distance farther

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2 Comments to “197. Five Elements”

  1. Nice seeing how your mind works, Venkat; one day you let me see through your eyes . . .

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