And,
No tendency to move forward,
Not one to restrict…
The peace rests,
Where the emotions equilibrate!!!

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The Spiritual inclination that you attain,
Is the Magnetic charm thou possess.

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Tonight,
I do not espy for a retort back
Instead, just sat beneath the stars
to trace its unique pattern of thoughts.
As you see me staring sky quietly
don't think I am lost!!

Nothingness
hits my soul, and I appallingly
see myself wafting away, weaving oodles
of reminisces I stowed myself away from
the trammel of time moving away to,
Stop myself at trespassing from the dark
Desire of forbidden orchard.

Yay!
To be caught in this turbulent whirlpool
was never my conscious choice!!
Yet, the night knew a poet who heals
world with words, yet refuse to
believe his lines.

Ahh!
Should I let that early monsoon rains
moist my dry ink with salubrious
hopes of existence?

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And
Perhaps Pain is the
Most beautiful rendition
Of Joy!!!

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There is a place far far away,
Where thousands of Universe unveil,
the silver orb of the dark Night;

The sky waving back,
with the stars putting up arguments,
to the memories of the winds,
Where multitudinous nights
creates waves and ripples slaps
hard to the shores.

Away from the integrating
infinitesimal chaos where
Life shows new ways to survive,
In the beats of time,
When the soul yearns the escape
Running away to unhear some words,
to unknow what dreams actually felt like.

Escape !! what's that for you?
Stepping out of self, from the four
Walls of physical body,
the soul conceded to or
To construct a world within
perfumed by the warm desires
of your soul !!!

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Trip to poetry

Holding the dark ink,
Beneath the colossal of moon,
Unpacking the aroma of emotions,
Scanning the almirahs of memories,
Pick and choose the moment!
Ahh!
Not the dramatic ones,
Simple, personal yet memorable!!

Traversing all the way from
Me to myself,
Ahh!
A home rests not afar yet
In the aplomb of poems.

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Its not in a day thou have it,
But
One day certainly the world is
Thine to conquer!!

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With pastels of dusk and flames of fireflies,
The Auroras of magnetic flares
Touching the muse running
through the cerulean skies,
Ahh!
I wilt find my way to the pieces of universe.

Mirages dancing in celestial luminosity,
The sky descends on thrones of times,
Drenched in silent songs of melting ice.

Lets taste the emptiness gulping
down the flavours of intoxication,
For my sanity has once again
Danced to the tunes of melody.
And you would believe that i am gone
Only until i return with a breeze
Singing you a song.

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Rhythmic and meaningful as
the droplets knocked the window pane,
The Nostalgia of hidden piece of poem
Comforted as the breath
got calmer and calmer…

A lost soul foraging its aplomb,
As the ink moved over the parch,
Ahh!!
The Aura of the breeze so serene;

No noise in ears,
As its fragility rests on the creases of palm,
Where she always cherished it
Weaving the pearls into
Crystals of peaceful beats of heart.

Pouring down from the heart of clouds
It has halted too long.

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From the Nebula
of Minuscule dreams,

The star that was so ordinary
to others metamorphosed
encompassing the Whole
new Universe within !!!

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