Miles away

Miles away from where I were born
When Saturn ruled that fine morn,
I see the same sun
bears the same erudite look
I see the same moon
echoes the same reclusive book
Of credence unknown
That the same stars twinkled that fine morn
When I were born
With hopes evergreen and thoughts puerile
With plumose sentiments,
ruling endless sediments
Waving titanic valediction
to the timorous delusion
I saw with daring eyes
to the dawn of a revolution
As I still see.....
With deliberate intention
Yet in oblivion
Of how it began in the soul of a dudgeon
Who knew the anthem of a sangfroid guardian.



Miles away from where I were born,
I see the same encephalons burn
With cecity unknown in the reality ground
I see the same roads being turn
Towards the same thrasonical end
With terminus factitious
And smile fortuitous
and dreams osseous.
They smell tear where I spell gear
They see jejune where I see neptune
They see the border
Where I see the sommersault corner
They say there is glamour
Where my vision traces gutter
They spread hatred
And I see the noxious
They see the skin;
I see the blood within.
Yet with impeccable audacity,
I need to march against the gravity
For the acephalous globe being nescient
About the harsh veracity.



Miles away from where I were born
I see the same dust floating for rust
I feel the same incertitude blowing with a gust
I hear the ineffable language in the firmament
Where the pilot sees the difference
Yet I say with unbound confidence
That I hover in the same interstice
Where declivity resides and reigns paradise.
But Alas!
I see what not to be seen,
I see what yet to be seen,
Yet I donot see
what is to be seen.
For I see in the custodian
The image of a guardian
With mendacity exorbitant and attitude inexorable
The hands that pray
For no change in what they say
Making the globe fall a prey
For the reticent dwarf
Of the taciturn gay.



Miles away from where I were born
I dream to see the Vicissitude terrain
I dream to see the Gratuitous reign
With intention ingenuous
And encephalon gluttonous
Where reigns space,to embrace
True amity less cupidity
Pristine thoughts less boisterous gravity
Veritable insomnia less minacious phobia.