Illusion

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A little boy was walking on an empty road;
Wind, just enough to romance with his hair;
The skies aflame with the setting sun;
Indulged in the multitude of his thoughts and
a hint of smile decorating his face.
Content with moving his feet slowly and slowly.
Oh, but we always want more don’t we?
There’s always that voice.
This time, a voice was coming from miles up ahead,
that’s what he thought.
He ran, ran and ran thinking that
he finally found someone to share his tears that never really saw the light.
Finally when he thought he is there, it just faded.
He still kept running and running but,
there’s always a rock to wake us up.
The earth tripped him over.
Tears ran down his skin for the first time.
He took a glance around himself
and when he found himself achingly alone in that empty road,
he wiped the mud off his clothes,
and rose.
He looked up at the sky
and saw the clouds smile at him.
He smiled back and continued his journey.

PS: I am not saying that we should march on this journey of life alone but we should not just leave our path and run towards anything that seems appealing. Verify before trusting anyone because a trust once broken hurts more than anything.

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Silence

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As the sun shines it’s rays on his house
and morning coffee is brewing slowly,
he came upto his father,
looking at his face with all his focus,
ears begging to hear the response
and he asked,
“Papa, your silence
speaks of a story.”
He glances over and replies calmly,
“I am the garden, my boy.
Filled with variety of flowers,
grown by light and rain;
stomped by shoes of pain.
My silence speaks of how
my words have been misunderstood multitude of times;
let others mute my voice;
so now I only speak when needed because
the more I learn, the less I speak.”

They will find it…

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I will tell you all about it
Next time, maybe
You are too young right now
Wait for the next time
I will handle the situation better
You next time
Their child kept sliding further away
Leaving the mountain of fake promises
Silence filled the space between them.

The Child keeps waiting and waiting
For the next time to come,
Suppressing the urge to know
Deep within his/her heart.
They let them drown in the ocean of confusion.
They let their soul burn in the fire of a wait.
They soak their pillows with tears of sadness.
One day, when their bones could not bear the weight of confusion and
Their brain exploded from the headache of unanswered questions.
That day, they said to themselves that
They will not leave another question unanswered
But satisfy their hunger on their own.
Next time for sure.

Blessings in Disguise…

pregnant-belly
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One of my awesome and best friend wants me to write something to this photo so I tried something with his help. Hope you all like our work.

I see in you my life
Little feet rising and falling
My shinning waiting eyes
Somehow gives a meaning to my whole life
I’m willing to give up on my sleep
Just to feel the pleasure of your kick.
With every passing day
You’re growing little by little.
A bit more strength in your bones.
A sea of excitement in my eyes.

These Golden memories
I will always cherish.
Wonders of fate scribbled
On your curled little palm.
I see you spreading your charm
Like the rays of sun,
And bloom like flowers
In the mid spring.
Oh my ray of hope,
Oh my shining light
However you turn out to be
I will wait to see your expression
On your charming face
When you exist from this dark chamber
And draw my life portion
From the edges of your feet.
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