Burns - a flame

 

I am sunk in sorrow, in guilt,
with no saves of mine.
I mutter apologies
promising i’d never commit
the blunder again.

all these years

He sat in disappointment.

All his years of staunch, 

had gone in vain.

His eyes shone—not with anger, rather pain.

Each movement gave away his ache.

A disbelief for him it was,

What had he achieved, at the end of the day?

He questioned the dismay,

had he done nothing, all these years?

a fortress of trust i built

I am confined within the walls of a palace,
Surrounded by smiles of malice.

A fortress of trust I built,
To stand beside those I cherished

the puppet show

I am to be a puppet,

to bring joy and fame and fun,

to dance to the words they say
to the world, I am a pun.

no thoughts of mine are real,
no words I speak are true.
I must walk where they lead,
for I am a dupe.

the Transcended