Awakened past, unchanged designs

Awakening the forgotten past,

Imaginations, not happenings cast,

Lifeless spirits, long in slumber,

Fantasies built on myths encumber.

Digging them out, though the past ceased,

Blowing like a sweeping wind, released.

Tied, entwined, in struggle's grip,

Knowing, yet reluctant to part and slip.

Half-lived in vivid imaginations' sway,

Some in hangovers, lost in the day.

Why cling to this design, unhinged?

Live the true life, unbound and arranged..

Dr SV Prabhath