The Prelude Poem by RAJ VIKRAM

When delusions marauded me
like a deluge of
unfathomable intensity
I found myself off guard.

Then I lost my wares
and weared into the
ravines of irrelevance
of the unseen kind.

The inhabitants of
the shores of certitude
might find my incoherence
bizaare and brazen.

I traverse the unknown
winding paths of incoherence
and inanity which
may be unknown to others.

Still I hope that this
phase is just an interlude
before sanity reigns in my
rugged veins and troubled soul.

In future how I wish
if I were looked upon
from a different point
from different angle.

For that to happen
how I wish if this phase
is just an interlude
Let this prelude, be just an interlude.