A BLISSFUL BIZARRE
Heavily they pour, the tiny trickles ,
As they sway in and out of my soul.
Some soothe the scars, while some prickles,
I wonder how do they work as a whole ?
Confined in the clutches of the land of boredom,
I peek through the tiny voids of Sovereignty.
My compassion, waves through the wonders and settles amid Autumn,
Until I felt this wave of aesthetic beauty.
Blessed with her sacred dew,
the wave embraced me with love,
And I, I sprawled my limbs to the sky.
My passionate wings broadened my horizons,
as the elegant dove,
For which the entire universe,
but her, was a lie.
The wave soothed my soul from deep within,
But Alas! She clasped my virtues of shells,
And waved back to her beloved waves without waving me farewell.
Holding the lamp of hope, I stand by the shores of my life,
Just to glance her beautiful sight,
where my virtues of shells lie…
By: Sudarshan Kumaresan
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