Divinity

By Ojeswi Medisetti

sailing along the edge of your cult

salty waves of a treacherous result

take my eyes along with your tune

watch her prize the dawn of gloom

lose all your wishes in the sea

be born anew with a plea

may all your needs be swallowed

sorry to all my ancestors of hallow

I couldn’t take this life predefined

racing with you including your kind

I’m not sure if I ever loved your oath

kiss of a leaky sun and warmth

to my creepy front of an outer god

do I run with you or from you, lord?

the burden of being burned with Icarus

and an eternal slumber to awaken us.

By Ojeswi Medisetti