Door shut behind.
Ventured out in the dark
Far, further, and further away
Whispers heard no longer
Alone walked miles, and
Fear went away, ashamed.
Tag: Abstract
Scripted
On a trek, toward a hill top
The rolling stones, haphazard ways and cactus plants
Crossed the path, again and again.
A bald patch of land stood alone
Senses turned triumphant, though;
A vision arrested
From the path that divided, where
The azure sky glittered golden
And the geometrical land patterns held out puzzles below;
The sun rays reached out to both
Play of light and dark, illusion and shadow.
Distant from noise, pollution and people
Distant from relationships and commitments;
A few hours of solitude;
An unexplained long pause
On conversation, thoughts and subconscious;
But once the mind reeled on
Love draped to the roles of
Relationships designed, denied and defined.
Presumptuous to existence comes alive
And the descend to the start turned casual;
Nature spreads the balm yet the mind scripted.
Bright
Golden borders emboss clouds alive
Sun lets rays seep through clear sky
Paint brush spills water on the floor
Oh there’s a natural splendour
Unlike the original
The painting still looks magnificent….
Another Chance
She sank into depths
For she knew not what the prophesy held.
She wailed in anguish
That cut through the shallow indentation.
She submerged her dismay
And floated astride the carcass of self.
Not knowing what it said;
Whispers she heard but couldn’t decipher….
Yet her valour conquered the fears
And recoiled her strength to trust life.
Variety is the Spice of Life 