The Adrift Traveller

Dear Beloved,

You are nothing less than a jester

who first created endless illusions

to play with this innocent investor

and make him form plenty of delusions.

Emperor, you sent me away from domicile

planting this tenacious seed of ardour

makes me more exigent, the gap of last mile

striving day & night to find the true harbor.

Beyond my senses is this circus of semblance

a place where everyone is defined by poignance

pretending an astute and out of trance

invariably continuing your programmed dance.

Undoubtedly I’m too a part of this marathon

losing and succumbing to the constant fidgety

could be rescued with one shot of your celestial gun

Else soon I would drown in this colossal sea

Beloved,

You are the only buyer of this salvage,

Its your warmth that helps me sprout

Come, redeem and save me from this life and cage

Your one sight ends my prevailing doubt.

- Sidharth Sachdeva