mystery....♥

MYSTERY

A fact that’s itching my soul, for the last 400 days,
For the sake of solving a divine mystery, my entire soul betrays!

I had learnt to live with rhythm divine, till a rainy stormy day,
But the mystery broke the rhythm of mine, and took my senses away

This was the time the chase began, between the soul truth and my mind,
Superficial expectations like an old fan, did make my thoughts all blind.

It’s able to create illusory thoughts, and expressions so so rare ,
And creates a dilemma without any options, like a game of truth and dare.

The mystery blossoms in all seasons, with a smile stolen from paradise,
Spoke of serenity for just no reasons, with a divine innocence in its eyes.

But the very fact that switched me off , and confused me deep within,
Has it got an inner surface, dat speaks of hell born sin?

Now check me out am I original, no I have lost my identity,
And to keep away false impressions, lost the old company around the city.

When the rays of imagination from my mind, struck the last corner of galaxy,
The mystery was tempting like a magnet, requesting oh do come and solve me.

I was so desperate for this drug, that made my future an addicted one,
I kept on using all my weapons, but the mystery was a devastating gun.

And when I felt like giving up, with tears and darkness everywhere,
Shouted without expecting any echoes, my hopes were vanishing in the air.

Now use your eyes and look at it, did I make a big mistake?
Was I waiting for the lie to come true, or was it a mirage so fake?

I am not demanding any credit nor searching for any fame,
Just one request from you dear, please end this mind blowing game!

Some tried to solve it in the past, failed to do so stupid creatures!
I stopped for the sake of my existence, and a real fact with real features …

That I myself am carrying a mystery, so explosive, powerful. rare,
It can shake your entire system of mystery, but my vocal chords can’t dare .

And I wanted to give it a finishing touch, a final try just for fun,
And bingo! I solved it, can you believe, the lucky day no. 401,

The mystery isn’t mystery at all; it’s like a book with open pages.
And a stupid like me left them unread, as I was searching its cover for ages.

Now god was scared seeing two mysteries deal, rushed to us swift like birds,
Said one of you will be coming with me, only way he could cease my words.

And I am ready to go with a divine hope,
That although I never had your rhyme,

But you keep blossoming forever oh mystery,And remember me till the end of time….