insane vexatious solitude
amidst four-cornered world
dimness swallowed the hope
by a vigorous vindictive thought
where truculence of fate and destiny
has ruined the silence and serenity
where clamor from within-are
unheard above a tumult of vanity
reason why he.....
lost hs being in total insanity
he is but a slave of ideas
and senses that fool his innocence
and from his eyes a stampede of tears
wipe the dirt of his soul
and now vindicated
from a villainous vista
but then barely slouching
into his own fiction and lies
accepting his way of being
beyond resplendence of truth