A PAWN

Mystery surrounds my entity..
Enveloped in a fabricated love.
A pawn in the hands of destiny.

Allurements baits infatuation
fascination to follow these glitters.
To reach the lights beyond horizon.

Dreams just a broken piece of glass.
Bled constantly in its company.
Sleep not a visitor in my eyes.

Thoughts extending my days and nights ,
life remain in mystery for exotic wisdom
Restless mind exciting the body as a puppet,
tossed in the hands of inevitability….

PIUSHA….

About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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