The Unknown
The Unknown
No one knows what the best way is,
No not even me.
The intoxication of the unknown,
It is highly deleterious;
Where are its roots?
Where is it heading to?
Maybe it is not even there.
Mystery is a solace comparatively,
Hanging by a thread on a cliff the easier way;
Chasing a trail-less prey with loaded guns
Or trailing a fugitive.
The undisguised beauty of the disguised
Its merciless inimical treatment.
At least the winds could have given a hint,
Its chilling touch I would have withstood;
Spare me, will you?
---- Toshi O Lkr.
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