One fine morning … After
the sleepless restless long cold night
& the waves of
thoughts aggressively interrogating my might
The first sounds
reaching are the Chimes of pious rhymes
Somewhat pacifying the
sudden but persistent aching parts!
The view outside is
just wonderful!
Making the heart to
praise the great artist for the amazing creation
Ah! In the meantime …
The fog from above the
green river valley starts vanishing
& gently the sun rays begin entering the room
From behind the
standing tall green tree
By getting cleared
from the wide white blue sky
Oh! But these agitated
breeze & some gloomy gray clouds
Repetitively thwart
with the whites & the blues life is bestowing by…
I wonder!!!
How can I still keep
my door open?
& let those waves
of positive vibes flowing in
As these Blue Skies…
Too blue to clear, too
far too reach, too far to withstand with
& too hard to
stand long under it…
Is making me shiver
With the whims of the pretty
morning gradually passing to
A day full of
uncertainties
& ample probabilities
of departing behind the roads thought of walking sometime…
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