#WritcoPoemPrompt118
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes...

Where the byways take me
Where the skyways are enlightened in the beam
All alone to the vacant lanes with plea
And assorted faults to redeem

Burrying the memories of twilight
Adorning my soul to hail
The new daybreak's light
To illuminate all the murk that prevail

Outreaching places once forbiddend
From the trapidations I kept myself imprisoned
To explore the unphatomed treasures
And persuing my proposal to pleasures

Wandering around , a lot to discover
From new ways , on new days
Following the golden rays
To the mysteries to uncover

Making provisions to get over
the barricades and downfalls
Of the journey to cover
And shine to root out nightfalls

From wailing to beaming
With evey step I'm gleaming
Escaping yesterday's gloomy screams
And witnessing the pleasure of extremes


© Minakshi Mishra