On face a sham normalcy

the core filled with dread

 

At a very cusp of no return

can’t help but forge ahead

 

 All deemed plain pushover

how it ended up otherwise 

 

None other there to fault

since caught in own devise

 

Those efforts painstaking

 a well thought over intent

 

Ended in such an imbroglio

that no one could prevent

 

Resources all but expended

with bruised hard self belief

 

Peering over the shoulder

but no sign of visible relief

 

Tackled many of monsters

little rogue just can’t tame

 

With own peculiar nuances

time again which try inflame

 

Similar to proverbial tiger

not know if to jump or ride

 

Head directs to just let go

but heart says for time bide