You would have to travel far and near…
your body will wear..
with every misfortunes you’ll bear,
along the wrong path you’ll steer.
You’re nothing more than a human smear.
So, fear ~ to protect the life so dear!
You know what’s queer?
to live is what I endear
and you, fear, makes it clear
that I must aim for the final frontier.
While strolling past the flora
with my camera Obscura
where the beauty lies, plethora
comes in morning dawn’s aura
a girl in a tiara
I tip my hat, fedora
Hail Goddess, Aurora.
Curious to the bone.
Establish, your throne.
Perish, never alone.
Let your life ~
Embellish your tombstone.
The keys to everything bright and good
exists in the world as it should.
From kin-hood, of and with,
erupt merry roots through crevices
of ancient wood, bestows joy and mirth.
Dare I say – She was misunderstood
for without pain,
pleasure is seldom understood.
Algid aether whisked over
pure white translucence;
under twilight’s luminescence
her enchanting eidolon-hovering
afloat, screams off her plight,
sprouting orbs of delight,
it was love at first fright.
gliding o’er sledges
crossing broken bridges:
One could sense-
the Zephyr’s nudge;
glacier’s gelid grudge-
Frigid frail feet, fail to budge,
the mirage of hope, forever will trudge
traces of existence, begin to smudge.
Avalanches – your arch nemesis in the Arctic.
Her harmonic ensemble
hits a deafening crescendo:
taunts my senses, paralysed;
haunts my spirit, petrified.