Being Recomposed
Being Recomposed
"Waves of vicissitudes
Shattered me to an extent
Yet, my aim was not lost
As my soul was a firm sextant
Remorseful flame of loath
Was everywhere around me...
e="background-color: rgb(245, 245, 245); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Yet, my conscience was busy
In convolution to rebound me...
Every face of proximity was
Magnificently exposed ...
Now, it is my turn to settle score,
For what I am being recomposed..."