Murky translations only 
No more divine inspirations 
Passions fail to decode 
Music has no words 
Love has lost its rhythm. 
Elusive happiness 
Seeks refuge in the dark side of pain 
Drums of lust speed up their beats                                 

But fail to recuperate 
Shadows distorted 
Fractured images 
These abound  in the core of the heart 
The storm is not persistent                      

No Tsunami to effect a sea-change                                                             
Willy-nilly  the blurred images get clear 

Fantasy loses to truth 
The grand see-saw of humdrum life 

Goes on, laboriously inserting                     

the square pegs into round holes 

LIFE falls in a decent shape...