One streak of flickering fading light held by dark night
reflecting itself often on a rippling quiet faroff lagoon.
A loud bark of a dog killing an otherwise errie silence;
unseen wanderers trailing their own unsure lost steps.
Nothing seems sure when it will be as it was before.
But dark is fading,drowning the silence it lived in.
Brightness leading thousand footsteps on a hopeful trail;
Sound growing on its own silence, turning into music.
With a spring in steps & hope in every breathing spirit.
A canvass of colorful light streams out from forlorn,
forever taking away the dark silence that never lived on.
reflecting itself often on a rippling quiet faroff lagoon.
A loud bark of a dog killing an otherwise errie silence;
unseen wanderers trailing their own unsure lost steps.
Nothing seems sure when it will be as it was before.
But dark is fading,drowning the silence it lived in.
Brightness leading thousand footsteps on a hopeful trail;
Sound growing on its own silence, turning into music.
With a spring in steps & hope in every breathing spirit.
A canvass of colorful light streams out from forlorn,
forever taking away the dark silence that never lived on.
6 comments:
Just came across this blog accidently. Read this piece of yours and others. I must say something. Combined together, these are the most brilliantly and beautifully written posts on internet. I have not seen anything remotely coming close to this quality of writing. you should consider writing professionally, so that many people around the world can read you. It was a pleasure reading your thoughts, my friend.
"..taking away the dark silence that never lived on" Hmmm... Strangely comforting.
BTW are errie and canvass unintentional or were you just being Shakespearean ;-)
there are times when one feels burdened by everything and anything...little things creating an avalanche...it was one such moment when i came across ur blog...and read this "resurrection"...u know wt i felt? things cant be all that bad afterall...ur writings fill people with hope... naturally i went from one to the next...cudnt stop....u got an elegant way of saying things, which hits the reader rite where it is intended to
N lemme tell you something, that is one thing that is a tuf job to achieve....u seem to be a natural....keep on the good work mate...
By the way, i do not always agree with these bright things you talk about...but u do make sense
btw, u know wts the best thing about ur writings? the heavy philosophies do not seem to come from a saint...they seem to come from a man of the world...a man who has seen it n still seeing it....
thank you
gr8.push it op. u r the tolstoy of tomorrow.
bahut neek lagal.. fantastic & marvelous likhaiye chi ahan...likhait rahu aa badhait rahu jeevan path par safalta sa
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