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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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

Words are all…

The words that one weave,

to pour the hues of their emotions,

defines the colours that

bubble in them,

The thoughts that one incubate,

to process as an expression,

defines the creativity that

lies with them,

The agonies that one write,

to free their soul from

the turbulence that they face,

untangles the troubles

that bother them,

The value of the language

that shoots through the wars to

establish the peace,

The glory of the words

that kindle the humanity

with the masses,

The thoughts that travel

to impose the love to all,

Proves that,

Words are all…

Incubate

Will She?

She is the divine mercy,

Her memory is agile,

Her love abundant,

Her presence in every soul that is good,

So,

The greyness of the souls,

That lust  innocent women and children,

Erasing the humanity in them to become 

The monster in disguise never to redeem,

And,

The greyness of the souls,

That give and receive the bribes,

And soak in the strains of corruption

To grow rich and wealthy,

And taint the future with poverty,

Are the weeds of the society , 

Though it is against her nature,

Will She perish them

To save her beautiful garden?

And save her innocent children?

And help hope survive?

href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/agile/”>Agile

Is this the journey called life?/daily prompt #varnish

When the waves of desires 

washing ashore,

Fill  the shells with the 

droplets of hopes,

And varnish it with peace

 to shine as a pearl,

And to create a  soul  for 

the future to keep,

Fighting the wars

 within to seek its ,

Salvation through the

 path of faith,

Is this the journey called life?

 

href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/varnish/”>Varnish</

The volume of the blessings…

The volume of  blessings 

showering with each droplets 

to cleanse the souls ,

The volume of  warmth

Wrapping  the  the beings

to spread the hope,

The  volume  of  beauty

bewitching  the  hearts

to induce  the happiness,

The volume of  love

filling the minds

to  kindle the humanity,

The energy  surrounding all,

Never ever stopping ,

The  process of evolution ,

To sustain all living,

Is the way of the Saviour
 To  favour all of his children…


href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/volume/”>Volume&lt;

The magic of the stars…

The magic of the stars, twinkling far away,

To spread the secrets, viewing their way ,

Lead with your mind, hear what they say,

To infuse ideas, and Kindle the ray ,

Buried deep in the heart, never to sway,

Open those doors , fly they may,

Up to those stars , where they may lay,

To spread the secrets , viewing their way.



href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/infuse/”>Infuse

As a sunshine…

As a sunshine to reprieve

 from the darkness , I rise,

As a rain to quench 

the thirst , I fall,

As a seed to birth

 the life , I strive,

As a breeze to cool

 the soul , I sway,
As a smile to spread 

the hope , I  thrive

As a prayer to hold

 the peace , I kneel,

As a being to love 

and cherish, I live…



href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/reprieve/”>Reprieve&lt;