"Pooh, What's the
biggest blessing
in life?", Piglet asked.
"Maybe, the life
itself!", replied Pooh.-
A dreaming ... read more
we walk, we run, we crawl.
alone sometimes, sometimes with all.
we meet, not just faces,
but long lasting traces.
some shudder us violently,
while some, we admire silently.
and amidst this never ending journey,
we discover and re discover life's tourney.
we cry, smile, laugh and grieve.
over the things, that we firmly believe.
we might meet the stars and the heaven,
but our own scars, leaves us leaven
and then we meet accidents,
accidents with our own self.
which shake us brutally,
and leave us, dreadfully.
and however it's an irony,
and thus a strong epiphany.
that we still continue,
despite all the avenue.-
the starlight dimmed,
as the dawn rise, and darkness began to faint.
the dew brimmed,
as the twilight was now quaint .
the chirping again took over,
as the silence lost its charm.
the moon lamented,
over its lost realm.
it was new beginning for the sun,
and another end for the moon.
a felicity for the one,
and for other a swoon.
and so does it befall,
with every existence.
staged in the hall,
of life and sustenance.
a ruin for one,
while a boon for other.
dawn for one,
while dusk for another-
The little orchid smiled so bright
When sun chased her, with his shimmering light
Her colours twinkled
In response to his sprinkle
Their flirt was worth a sight !-
Startled !
Imprisoned by her fears,
In the walls of her anxieties.
Throbbing.. she exclaimed !
Fighting the apprehensions,
Vaguely moving, in all the directions
Clueless.. She was still trying !
Storm of thoughts,
Slipping into her mind.
Baffled.. rather messed,
Bottled up, Emotions suppressed.
Nevertheless, they proved !
Her prison break,
And she moved
And yet again.. She smiled,
Knowing the worth,
Of covered mile
Her companions were strong
Though they weren't many
But two shoulders held her along
On the path which seemed canny !
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"Rose", a symbol of love
a symbol, which every girl wishes to be offered by the one person
And how beautifully she smiles, receiving this "priceless" possession. But...
Ever wondered, about the girl who sell this supreme symbol of love, to earn the price of her living !
She seem to have plenty of them
So, does she feels loved all the time, or still craving for love !
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Still water seems silent
But the depth that lies
Beholds the power to shake
All our fears-