Memories…

Memories are like wine,

to intoxicate the present,

and forget the future.

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Be my blessing…

Be my sky,

for my stars to twinkle bright,

be my moon,

for my tides to rise and fall,

be my words,

for my imaginations to flow,

be my flowers,

for my fragrance to spread,

be my rainbow,

for my colours to glow,

be my prayers,

for my hope to survive,

be my shadow,

for me never to fear,

be my light,

for my dreams to progress,

be my blessing,

so I am always content with this life…

Actions are pronounced than words…

Swallowing the tears

threatening the dignity,

I stand head held high,

the pride in me guarding my fight,

I walk ahead,

to march my steps to the success, I crave,

I move forward,

my victory is the answer

I wish to proclaim,

Always actions are

more pronounced than words…

Swallow

Accept the gift of birth.

Listen to the music,

the rhythm flowing in you,

Play the tunes of life,

it is the song within you,

sing with the stars in the night,

dance with the beauty of the moon,

brighten your days with a smile,

lighten your nights with peace,

appreciate every bloom,

and spread the beauty and

the fragrance of your heart,

to keep you blessed with joy,

sing to the tunes of this life,

that is in you,

Discover the magic of this life,

that is travelling with you,

the hues of the feathers that

colour your day to the designs of

the clouds that tow your way

defines a pattern to unfold

the mysteries of this life,

to comprehend the purpose of life,

spread the love dormant in you,

and discover the magic of life,

Accept the gift of birth,

to cherish the happiness

that engulfs your whole.

Faceless in the crowd.

Faceless in the crowd,

Nameless when alone,

I am always accompanied

by my conscience,

preventing my faults,

guarding my truth,

humbling my soul,

It is my saviour,

entitling my life in this

vast universe,

purposing the path

of intelligence that I seek,

the captivating energy

from the divine,

never to rest till I breathe my last.

Faceless

The moon of my trust…

The invisible scars

that you left me with

are the proof of

my ripped open heart

that healed itself

with the constant tears

that flowed free from

the bared soul

that was fool enough

to invest its valuable trust in you,

my once beautiful heart

waiting for its flowers

of innocence to bloom

was barred from

the fruits of trust

due to your untimely intervention,

but with the hope,

I pray,

for my stars of belief

to twinkle brightly

and the moon of my trust

to grow to full someday…

Invisible

The love we share…

With different

outlook and different

ideologies,

the truth that breathes

our hearts are identical,

With different

reasonings and different

understandings,

the love that we seek

in this life is constant,

With different

rhythm and different music,

the song we wish

to sing is similar,

With different

means and different versions,

the affection that we shower

the other is consistent,

with different

gender and different needs

the way our soul’s match

is congruent...

Identical