Caged in the Cave of…

Voices echoed

Like a path finder

Of my tomorrows today

Steer me through the

Shrubs and bushes

Of my ups and downs

That brushes my face

Awakening me from

The lengthy day dreams,

The moisture bumped up

Like tiny balls of translucent crystals  

Mate with the beads of my sweat

And dripped down combined

Like a symmetric plummet 

The voices take shape

Into silhouette visions

That guides me through

The shortcuts to triumph

But somewhere it interrupts

-The selfish surges

That mislead to an enormous cave

Where the hidden treasures kept

Where the thoughts refuges

The sanctuary where the emotions saunter

And I became deaf at the voices

Blind at the visions

And dumb at the shortcuts

I was at utmost bliss

Cause I was caged in Love

Caged in the cave of immaculacy…