Category: Illusion

Going Solo

I see, 
sea around
Calm to clouds
Water they share
Rains spoke not a word.
Trees fresh green watch
Droplets through spread feathers, black
White dome, a standstill globe
I take control from atop
Rains spoke not word.
Illusions of power and strength
I sense from where I sit tall and proud
That's the universe of acceptance
A little ruffle is simply harmless
I see!

A crow that I am
Free I feel as I fly and perch...
Only a few worried glances at times;
At times, my curiosity gets misrepresented
Irrational as it may sound,
Wonder aloud "why me"often;
Why judge me by tales of good and evil?
Only a few loving eyes glance,
No, they look at me, and I speak,
"Like you, I search my reality."

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Colourless

Neutral

I float in a sea of space,

Colourless, odourless bay;

Who are you and who am I

Nurtures neutral shades;

Truth is called naked

Where nomads live fearlessly.

I hear my beating heart murmur syllables,

Mind awakens to present;

Meditative stage detours,

Reality a sea of constant mirage.

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Fancy

White roses of finest taste,

Obscure expectations;

Reality dresses up to dream;

Here comes another lotus eater.

Present let past sleep too,

I fancy today….

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