holy war

Ah! one life,

So many desires

each desire, a world.

Bemused with realities,

my mind floats

Shoulds & woulds and

a thousand buts

line the map with beacons

Ghosts of desires

lurk and shadow

chisel my thoughts

to a perfect fit

My essence revolts

is stabbed by reason

I weave truths

they rot ;

Meteors run

on predicted paths

mingle with my breath

dreams take flight

with avowed vengeance

the soul begs

for deliverance

the world we Make

Of our own will

defiantly takes

a life of own

battered battered

desires galore

wounded soldiers

Come back to Camp

haunts unknown

colour my vision

I see realities

in shreds of rainbows

I breathe the dust

swallow the ash

as I crawl ahead

into twilight of desires