I Must Go On

first_imgEven if the birds refuse to come homeUnder the veil of hush it is a mans worldTo be free of the unspoken suppressionAssociated with what is real and the liesLoud s a mega phone I scream out loudI Must Go OnErstwhile creation bubbles every secondUtopian creed fuels my uttermost outlookThe pair search remains a daunting taskAmidst raucous of unspoken hurt tidbitsLoose sight of all good at a sudden flashI Must Go OnEarnestly a ruined net buried in soft clayUnprecedented pearly rivers flow freelyThe die was cast after a Rubicon crossAnnual this twist which was meant for lifeLove yourself ya to last the raging stormI Must Go OnShare this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)last_img

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