WHO IS THE MAJESTY? IS IT YOU!
WHICH ROAD WILL YOU CHOOSE?

You evoked me once and I will come in your dreams thrice,
With a crooked smile that's sure to sway.
Think of me once and I'll cloud your night,
With an Anaconda's grip, I’ll hold you tight!
Majesty! Majesty! What do you desire?
Lead us onward, To a land of fire!
In the woods you wander, so dense and deep,
Where time has no end and secrets do keep.
HE FELT SO HELPLESS, AS HOPE BEGAN TO FADE,
When a neon butterfly danced, a beautiful trade.
Following its light to a magical place,
He was absorbed in a glistening light, full of grace.
MAJESTY! MAJESTY! OPEN YOUR EYES!
THE VOICE WHISPERED SOFTLY, LIKE THE DAWN’S RISE.
NOW THE CHOICE IS YOURS, A PATH TO TAKE,
WHICH ROAD WILL YOU CHOOSE? FOR YOUR OWN SAKE!
About the Creator
Anwesha
The one who showers every plant, keep trust in that gardener's chant.


Comments (4)
Perfect ending!!! Superbly penned!!!❤️❤️💕
you such an amazing writer, keep it up
Wow amazing 🤩😍
That's wonderful! Anwesha This poem captivates with its dark, mystical energy, blending power and vulnerability. The imagery is striking—an irresistible grip, a journey through deep woods, and a neon light of hope. The repeated "Majesty" adds a sense of urgency and grandeur, while the ending leaves the reader with a thought-provoking choice. It's a mesmerizing exploration of dreams, fate, and inner conflict.