SORE OF HEART - V

horizon is so far in the distant,

thwarted in all crusades,

not anymore i want to be prudent.

paralyzed body and discomfited soul,

leading a vagabond life, now i doubt of

cessation on terra-ferma of my role.

thought i was apostle of paradise,

thus diffused happiness & love, but 

realized there is no God. All just big lie