The Ride into Walled Valley

I have sought and seen;
Waving liquors rub.
Hand me a libel, post me in an ending.
Out of the way – my soul has returned –
From its journey,
Down the stairs of heaven.

Putting away my ends to declare
Blowing the wheels out of turn
To take a swing on the route
And pounce from beneath
Like love letters
Doing and done all along.

With the pulse out
I was hanging about,
The maidens of Babylon
Trying to charm my lights out.
It seems here in my eyes
A daffodil reached, it stick a sight.

Oh, yes! I found the fiend –
My soul’s sitting baby
It’s the worry that turned him against me
It is the love he hates.
I have faultered on those fields
Where deeds’ slope leap lethal.

© Prateek Joshi and WordPress, 2017-2018

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