susurration of gentle stream,
disappearing in the fading distance,
a long night,
fluttering of wind,
mind at rest,
fighting the storm raging inside the body,
peace is a heavy price to pay,
come and claim the body,
I challenge the Gods!
it shall not be!
Emerging victorious from the jaw of death,
wounds shall remain,
true liberation doesn’t reside in the battered body!
a pound of flesh,
it’s no triumph,
a curse to fight death at every second,
tired and crumpled i am,
my imagination soars in the dark night,
weaving the strings,
Glistening sky and cloud
Dribble of rain,
cool waves seeping in
streaming tears of happiness
sparkle of peace,
sitting in the dark,
letting tenderness and gentleness flow in
harking to childhood days of love,
gentleness of our elders,
unspoken lesson of kindness and wisdom
trekking the mountains,
soiling the trousers and dancing in the mud
a long and forgotten era
where race, caste or class belonging didn’t matter
reclaim this innocence
let the air flow in to capture our undying spirit
time for the child to reclaim us
Time vanish like thin air
make every moment worth it
may love always win
Is it love?
Can the heart long in silence?
Magnet of illusion.
Wing to fly.
Pulled by an unknown force?
Myriad of emotions.
Rise like the phoenix.
Dance to perfection.
Roar like a tiger.
A lone bird’s song.
Words flowing out of nowhere.
Beauty of the night.
Fresh Morning quilt.
Night and day became one.
Dreams and reality are like moon and earth.
Extravagant imagination is more glorious on the outside.
Anticipation and expectations giving an adrenaline rush.
Dreams of making it big make the stars feel within reach.
Fancying a life built on the highway.
Castle of imagination.
Filled with the riches and glorious wealth.
Life is not built on fancy thoughts.
Perhaps, fairy tale is an aberration.
Myriad images painted by an idle mind,
we create an existence deeply embedded in the consciousness.
Dream like a child.
Shed this adult thing.
Fuck it off!
Norms of behaving like an adult.
We can do!
What it takes is an enormous amount of belief and illusion.
Don’t dilute the dreams.
It’s sheer passion.
Patience, determination and joyfulness.
Let’s make it happen.
Have a lovely Sunday
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Glittery stars in the sky,
white cloud reclining in the dark night.
Tree leaves fluttering gently,
breezy wind cools the atmosphere.
Flowers basking in their glory,
like beautiful damsels struck by admirers.
A romantic evening witness couple holding hands at the boulevard.
Tranquil sea bury the secrets in the city.
Tiny grain of water sprinkle blessing on city dwellers.
Momentary joy cherishing the stillness of life,
forgetting the pain and struggle of unruly existence.
Soothing moments of sitting with oneself,
surrounded by the pristine Queen’s necklace.
A night that one wouldn’t wish to wane away in the flick of seconds.