CAUTION CONNOISSEUR, this ain't a POEM!!!
Towards the evening I rise, rise to fall so low
Blending with ocean, trees, and eyes
Towards the end, I shimmer
With the glow of final adieu!
It is, I think, the never ending thought of a bye
that brings the joy before it shatters
Into million pieces of memories, all shining in hues
Till the end I carry, the sun of heart, the sun of soul
waiting for the death bell to ring before I say a bye
It is fascinating, O' yes, it is
To try and evaluate the relativity of death
Is it me dying or you moving, a question hanging in still air
Never dodging the self-proclaimed hideous 'you' that hides in you,
I believe it's me who is dead, and not you
As the sun of sky, I say bye
Never to return or so I thought
I am a nomad of a small niche
So, I return to say hi, every morning
With a due pattern
Well, well, who am I to say it all
These, thy emotions deep hidden in the morning sun of dawn.
I am no poet, it read
But to the heart you are, I said
There's a magic cast between the twilight and dusk
Before plummeting into darkness
Never forget it's the same sun all along
PS: This piece of writing is a mishap, but has to be put through randomness to connect the hidden lines. After all, reading between the lines is what I crave!
There's a magic cast between the twilight and dusk
Before plummeting into darkness
Never forget it's the same sun all along
PS: This piece of writing is a mishap, but has to be put through randomness to connect the hidden lines. After all, reading between the lines is what I crave!
