Dragging Along

Softly slayed by the abrasive thoughts

Playing with the alluring fire of conceit

Flames spread through the dry wilderness

Billowing smoke obfuscates the bright Sun

Haze of uncertainties veils the disconcerted soul

Pure air is now a blend of toxic fumes

The inner world abandoned and dreary

Of living death, the body continues to haul

The immense burden of losing the paradise

Still the desire to inhabit the barren land©

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