Dear Moana,
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Someday she'll go to a different land. And she won't take anyone along with her. No I am not talking about death, coz that place has to be on the earth.
No she'll not be scared coz she'll leave her fear behind too.-
His blue eyes,
brighter than the welkin, and,
deeper than the moana,
blinded her eyes, with
their scintillating sparkle, and,
submerged her below the
surface of their callous waves.-
Days holding thee!!
I remember.. the old fashioned days..
Painted with different magical colours,
With the magic aurora
Stating love off lust.
Thou not in grieve..
But shattered in Solitude.
The benchmark thee created
Is cracked by the promises,.
Oops,, fake promises.,
Nothing to count in life.. expect few
Silvery moments.
I'm not into your heart of volcano,
But safely in hands of mother nature.
Days holding thee made me realise,
How crazy you made me--
to be a writer - in the endless world,
With the thought less words.!!
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Tinker Bell saved Peter Pan
Mulan saved her country
Moana saved the world
Girls KICK ASS too-
One of the most beautiful arts of nature is dew drops on grass straws. As if nature is grooming itself....
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there's a World inside this world,
that world is you and me;
like the droplet of water that drips
away from fingertip and falls into
the moana and vanishes from sight,
forever it may seem -- as if it's gone,
but the droplet will be there living
beyond the time limit, beyond any sight,
thus attaining a World of its own,
connected yet disconnected for Holiness,
here and there, sometimes it rises
along with the waves, sometimes voyages
into the unseen and lies awake --
no matter what, it's there, unreachable;
that's the kind of World ours is,
with 'us' being the droplet.-
The day is ending
Vibrant colors
Of the heavens
Lighting up the moana
Yet again the sun will set
And shall rise
To a dreamy dawn.
The Twilight phenomena
Shaking me out of my coma
Creating once again
God's own canvas
Pic credit @manashazarika-