Ideal and resolved
Principled and uninvolved;
A sudden skewed stroke
All resolve at once broke
Isn’t Reason supreme?
Not now anymore…
And isn’t Logic God?
Perhaps once before.
Unchained, life’s become free
The excitement of novelty!
Ecstasy on a starlit night
But scorned by broad daylight...
Something did not feel right,
Uneasy somewhere deep inside
There was no wrong or a lie
Yet conscience heaved a sigh…
Turned and looked back
On Principle’s dusty track,
Where Logic reigns,
And the Self refrains.
Slowly walked back
On the same old track,
Where Logic rules,
On righteous fools!
1 comment:
Hmmm. You need to be thrown off track more often :)
It's nice. You change rhyming scheme in between, that breaks the flow maybe. And maybe you shouldn't use "back" and "track" twice in the last two stanzas... dunno, think about it. The idea is nice. I like these lines the most:
There was no wrong or a lie
Yet conscience heaved a sigh…
And yes, righteous fools is spot on!
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