Sunday, January 2, 2011

"MUSE"

I walk in the trail of life
But still long for the being of  my ‘muse’
I surpass the colors of love
But still wonder if I can bath in any
I yell to help but
My ‘muse ‘ is nowhere
I catch the flyers to hold on its mirage
But again my ‘muse’ is a blind escapade
I keep running through the insignias
But my ‘muse’ is only at a distance
I shall find it one day
Or I would lose the game of life!!

2 comments:

  1. The Muse! that deceives, mystifies..an Enigma!
    Would it only remain a mirage? Time will tell.

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  2. MUSE - so well defined,concept so refined.Aptly explained.

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