Snarl of My Convalescence

Snarl of my convalescence
Momentarily impetuous
Shall I meddle with the yearnings?
Or get a disguise so I will renege on society's principles
That, too, without worries
Oblivious of my aspirations
Shall I make do with or relinquish for all I care?
For how will I revel in restfulness and solemnity?

Rather, my breath babbles more
asking me to gain on the passion and just wrangle
Saying, "Just become more passionate."

Weaving new dreams each passing day
While echoing are the unheard vents of dreams forsaken
Still, I wringer
Wrench or relinquish?
Pry into or jettison?
An entrapped passion seeks freedom
The door should open
For my painful knock will only grow louder
Unravel the mystery behind my words
Untangle me from the beguiling web

But no, my heart beats faster
rendering with rhythm the lines;
"Live a little more                   
While abiding by your dreams
The craving of times unsaid."

Stopping without a halt
A turbulent wheeze abiding the course
Perplexingly querying the scorch
Body and soul quaking for fear
A glistening wish
Glistening more

And yes, my eyes now see
The words are written boldly on the face of destiny
It reads; "Star shines only after burning
Stars twinkling after smouldering
Snarl of your convalescence.”

Collection: The Paradox of Achievements