Lekhny Story -28-May-2024

Name: Sree Varshini R Title: Confusion is what I see in this world Genre: Epic Poem

In a land where shadows cast their endless weave, Where thoughts do wander, and hearts deceive, A realm of whispers, of secrets untold, Confusion reigns, its grip firm and bold.

Upon the dawn, where light should break, The mist of doubt begins to quake, For in this world of paths unknown, A soul can wander, lost, alone.

The sun arises, yet shrouded in gray, Confusion's fog obscures the day, A myriad voices, each a different song, In cacophony, they drag along.

Behold the cities, where chaos sprawls, In hurried steps and urgent calls, A dance of haste, a frantic race, Yet purpose seems to find no place.

The streets are filled with wandering eyes, Each seeking truth in a web of lies, For every fact, a counter stands, A battleground of shifting sands.

The scholars speak with learned tones, Yet knowledge crumbles, dust and bones, For every theory, a doubt is sown, Confusion seeds what once was known.

In halls of power, voices clash, Debate descends to thund'rous crash, Decisions made in hurried plight, Cast shadows long into the night.

The young and old, alike they stare, At screens that flash with digital glare, Connections vast, yet meaning sparse, A global web, yet hearts still sparse.

The oceans deep, the skies so wide, Hold mysteries we cannot hide, For nature's code, a cryptic scroll, Leaves minds adrift, without a goal.

In love and war, in peace and strife, Confusion threads through every life, The heart's own compass, spinning wild, A gentle sage, or frantic child.

The poets weave their tangled rhymes, To capture sense in senseless times, Yet words like leaves on autumn breeze, Are scattered far among the trees.

In temples grand, the faithful pray, For clarity to light their way, Yet in the sacred, shadows fall, Confusion's hand touches all.

But in this haze, a truth does gleam, A quiet hope, a whispered dream, For in confusion's swirling dance, There lies a chance, a happenstance.

To seek the light within the shade, To find the answers unafraid, For in the depths of doubt and fear, The seeds of wisdom may appear.

So wander on, with open eyes, Embrace the questions, shun the lies, For in the quest, the journey's art, Confusion speaks, but so does heart.

And through the veil of tangled thought, A clearer vision may be sought, For in the end, through shadows cast, The light of truth may shine at last.