Orphaned Thoughts...

Deep Down Those Mindful Lanes,
Thoughts Wandered Like An Orphan,
Freely Aloof From The Worldly Errands.
Glassed Inside A Wine Bottle Of Memoirs,

Solitarily Confined To Squeeze All Essence.
I Signed The Treaty Of Love In Black Blood
Questioning Rareness, A Curse Or A Boon?
Confusions Laid Thorns On My Slimy Ways,
Strangled Them On A Piece Of White Paper,
Where Words Scattered Like Autumn Leaves,
Waded Through Them Like A Humming Bird,
I Ended Up In A Cemetery Of Wild Imaginations,
To Dig-Up The Fossil Of A Superhero Of Times... 



In response to the IBL Contest Round 2...

(Linking this to Ultimate Blogging Challenge)