Dreams…

The dreams that breath

the life to the soul keep

changing like the colours

of the seasons,

Some dark,

Some lucid,

Some, with the feathers

of the cherished blessings

fly to fill the hues of the rainbow,

Some , the curses of the heart

ashing out layers of

fragile layers to darken

the hope and perish the source,

The dreams of this life

swings in the thin threads

to the tunes of the fate…

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You have a life in you…

You are not alone,

When moving in a crowd,

There are more steps to match,

To march the way you desire,

There are more sights to see,

When you free your soul,

Darkness that is beautiful,

Or the hues that frighten you,

There is more to love,

When you liberate yourself,

The secrets hidden in you,

May find the air to breathe,

There is more to give,

When you have the will,

A smile or a cry,

Is a worthy gift to share,

There is more to live in this life,

When you break the walls of your self,

Breathe free and high,

After all,

You have a life in you…

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

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

Seasons of life.

The tender leaves of spring sprout,

birthing the hope of seasons,

birds crip, bees hum, souls sing,

with love and joy,

everything beauty under the sun,

healthy and full comes out the blooms,

for the Earth to blush with

abundant charm…

Her glowing beams

increase bountiful

sunlight to burst with

energy and signify the growth,

the growth of work and wealth,

brightness bringing knowledge

and power,

the most resourceful season

of life flows…

To appreciate the

hard work and beam with pride,

smiles the harvest,

to rest and ponder

the reasons for this life,

to shed down and weigh the life

of its truest purpose ends the fall…

The cold winter seeks in,

coldness, not sorrow

but a long wait for the end to come,

to hibernate and settle in peace

with the life’s memories.

Blush

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A hell after a Heaven.

Walking through

the garden of roses,

breathing the

intoxicating scent,

lost to the world,

experiencing the

a glimpse of heaven,

she never knew,

the path leads to

the deadliest woods,

with thorny pathways that

draw blood for every step,

with patience and courage,

she slowly drifts her way,

the blissful memories

sometimes make her smile,

to forget the pain,

then again,

makes her weep,

to relieve the pain,

A hell after a heaven

injuring her soul,

Will a heaven after

the hell recuperate her heart?

Patience