Surging again from perdition,
Like a phoenix, with a neo mission,
I realized, though it took to long,
That somewhere else I do belong!
It all started at the college bay,
Saw her first on the judgment day!
Tumbling since on a wonder fall,
“Road to perdition” now says it all!
Like a butterfly she did bumble,
Unable to chase I used to fumble,
Expectations, boosted my rage,
Started feeling like a rat in a cage!
Mind polarized in a sinusoidal wave,
En-route necropolis I started to pave,
Space around me just seemed so blue,
Desperately needed a jolt n some glue!
Yelled for help, from wherever it may come
To get back my virtue n lost wisdom,
Spirits of dawn then shook me upright,
Flashed on me light intense n bright,
Enough of being in mundane barriers,
I’m born to create my own carriers,
All the efforts end up to nothing but vain,
There’s no eternity, even no November rain!!
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