There is a deep dark place
where lay the secrets that I've entailed

Hidden for so long have they been
so as none could have them seen
My reminiscences remind me of a tale
that happened in my life in form of a gale

So dark and gloomy are it's mere reflections
Kept on the verge of identity's exploitation

A tale of past- It may be called
For me - it's just not that at all
Thinking the results of my deeds as solely my fault
I wish why I didn't give all that a sudden halt!

Kept I have myself in delusion
Adapting now to the practice of seclusion
As I think myself to be too fragile
If again I fall into the bait, I'll not be able to agile

However hard I try to abandon those ecstatic thoughts of mine
My thoughts-the harvests of my persona don't let me shine.
Coz those who shine have nothing to hide
The time has come now to thoughtfully decide
A dire consequence awaits me on one side
If I'll not let my life get a proper guide!

Out of agony, that some good left in me has bear
Cries aloud so that my 'nearly deaf soul' could hear:
''A Guide who is there within You
will let you explore those vibrant shades of hue.''

'A Guide who'll bring your ship out of the darkness that prevails
Piercing out that dullness; Let your Ship Sail,
Let your Ship Sail!'

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