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The castles of my dreams still unbuilt,
Unpopulated- mansions of desires,
My doings and undoing’s and my guilt,
Untangebley mixed like tangled wires.

Unhealed, papered over wounds of soul
Ill-omened actions purposeless, ill-thought,
Enthusiasms filled with hyperbola,
And life undecipherable naught,

A state to be described and bewailed
A situation asking to be wept.
A source of pain festering and unveiled,
A cluelessness an aimlessness, inapt,

And poet “” Viyogi” on such shaky ground,
Where nothing can be understood or found!


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