Wednesday, 24 April 2013

Headman Walled

                                                    Image Source: www.flickr.com

For his precious bounty, headman walled,
many of his ambitions, plans and joys.
Cried he did when distant shores,
said to be more calmer indeed.
With much impunity, he knew no secret,
little wonders that surround him.
All he offset the bewildering eyes,
falling from distant and narrowed down.
Lessons of life are learned not prepared,
new story, dismay, enmity could arise.
Of fresh blossom, a new fragrance,
fetters were not spread, nor guiding light.
Till she is ripe for her being, her repose,
anyone may seek erroneously.
The headman lay walled.


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