Between meaning and pride
Hand betrays heart
Life imitates art
Heart overwhelms mind
On a quest
For inner peace to find
The illusion of life
Starts to seem real
The mirage goes on overkill
You can’t ignore the pain
As you long to love again
Then it hits you
Like petrol soaked rags
In a Molotov cocktail
And the after-burn
Leaving behind
The elusive stench
Of inspiration
When
For once
The artist
Is the subject
This is My journey of self discovery as a writer,poet,artist,husband,father,lover and human being
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