Solved dilemma😢😭

Like Frost in yellow woods
I too was once in a dilemma.
I took my haven for travel
But now I contemplate;
my choice as wrong.
When obligations conquered my spirit,
I heard biased voices from myself,
and thus I put myself in hell.
The hell ignites prejudiced lamp.
And I am caged in hell alone
without joy and peace.
Despirited and unarmed I;
rests alone in the throng,
with desperate heart.

The moth-stricken book

Moth-stricken book is past,
but it paves way for posterity.
The recorded ink may stain,
but never vanishes from text.
Difficult to decode the signs,
but the symbols can foresee.
Scribbled letters are numerous,
but the pages are not enough.
Myriad colours filled the pages,
which includes darkness too,
and duplicates can be seen too.
But the moth-stricken book
is now floral scented with love.
And I wish it not to fade, 
and to mediate with me always.

Master of soul

Thou, my master
And I serves you.
But I am a master too,
And its over me.
And we have a master,
who resides abode,
who can create and destroy us.
He is the master of soul,
who found us,
And given multiple identities.
We call him by many names,
But he is the truth,
And nothing matters

Ode to an alcoholic

Your journey to the dispensatory,
paves way for your visit to dispensory.
You passion for liquor,
will change you to the drugs.
You will fill your tummy with booze,
And then appoints a physician.