Forsaken

Life’s waking dreams are unsolved mysteries
Set amidst the changing tides of altered schemes
Appeasements and apologies
seem to be its greatest themes

Time sparks the melody of here and now
Deep-seated clues of past events escaping
Who, what, where; when becomes somehow
the potter’s tool remeasuring, reshaping

The human vessel that is known as me
Lost memories beg to be awakened
Fate holds the hand of accountability
Until my name is luminous, I remain forsaken