Treasure Island

Sunny Chopra

(30th January / India)

A Chronicled Marker


Build up to a landmark
remote deemed in past

Far seemed to reckon
but came ever so fast

Future was in distance
now I am at threshold

Stringing past memoirs
of knotted plots untold

Had fair share of frolic
in joyous times of yore

Wish though nurtured
but zest is dead at core

Canvas of varied colors
some cheery, few blue

A picture of perfection
but absent is main hue

Accidental mask put on
now I just can't remove

I have learnt to live on
as nothing I've to prove

Submitted: Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Edited: Sunday, July 27, 2014
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