Sheer retrospection: A poem by Mir Samsul Haque

When I look into my eyes, I behold both veracity and sanity
A solid purpose of life is envisioned with all sincerity
I realize resoundingly life's realities and the purpose of very living
I can sort out mundane modalities, make my moments cherishing
I uphold a clear vision reckoning to summum bonum of life for the whole being
I delve deep into poor life's sordid story and some shabby details
Yet I redirect my self according to conscience's compass that curtails
I make an earnest treaty with my ever-evolving soul that always entails
I clearly demarcate the threshold of evil and vice through the prism of profundity
Once I shoot my sobre sight sans sousi, reigning in the territory of utter certainty
Ofttimes I look into my eyes to harmonize my mind, muse, and imagination
A poetic fervidity I aspire with a crop of desire for my eternal elevation
I seek solutions at the helm of affairs freeing myself from desperation
My simmering vision stabilizes my boiling mind like the sweet spring breeze
Yearning to transform my surreal dreams despite terrible time's seige
When I encounter pretty awkward moments of life in and around
I look into my inner core with sanguine signals and supple hopes abound
My sheer retrospection restricts me from the calamitous mundane mound
My inner eye navigates me when I undertake my strong stride
As I look into my own eyes I take immense pride of a different kind



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