Road Signs in My Heart

The road signs in the heart

That were my congenital part

Were always, always right

They were placed there by

The one who sent us to ply

And who keeps us ever in sight

Many a time I disobeyed them

And landed in wrong places  

In deserts, forests and wild

Was hounded by ghostly faces

There, calling me back were

The road signs in the heart

I didn’t trust the instincts

Terming them all mundane

While they were guiding me

Offering me advices so sane

The obstinate child ignored

The road signs in the heart.  

They were angelic whispers

Sent me by the holy Heaven

The voices of the wily world

Pulled me to demon’s den

Blinding dark could not hide

The road signs in my heart!

Xavier Bage

Mon, April 11, 2016