A blurred vision, rapid in motion
Rather an illusion, difficult to greet
Thirstiness for love only high enough
But a strand for some growing tree.
A sudden blow, with dejection and flow
Not clear yet to divinity
Blinking of eyes, twice or thrice
Offering a price for loyalty.
A mooting issue, still hiding in tissues
Prompting an insane victory.
A devasted soul, stumble its cruise
To resolve an obscure ingenuity
An eclipse on mind for not to rewind
Should never be a dream nor agony
Promise some hands to burst this trend
To defend a life for humanity.
CAN BE defeated………………….