Gnomic Verses
Waking up to sordid days,
under these clouds.
On the journey of life,
the life of dreams.
On feeble grounds reaching impossible,
heart’s in recess, a love is pending.
I hope, as my past marred my blessed future.
Mirage!
Reality is blurred, can’t get a glimpse of serenity.
Overcoming life’s challenges;
I sit in Ambient
I see the sounds I cannot hear
I feel the laid manners on the dinning table
I lie on the mat ,pondering on re-commitments.
I see savory fragrance fleets in an airy trance.
I dream of sugar coated skies dripping succulent honey comb rains.
I live through,
On dreams and on prayers.
I feel the perfect picture of thousand shades of hues,
Yet my ears can’t come in tune with melodic songs of the morning birds.
I see shadows ,
one shadow in the dark with the noise of its feet colliding with inert rays from the moonlight piercing through from the spaces between the door hinges.
Echo!
The lyrics of an unknown song revert.
Semi – ambient tune with an unfamiliar key notes cordiform in oblivion.
I feel being numb, the jagged thoughts embedded in this mind.
Rancid shrills pierce through my soul rendering me blunted on reality
Flee!
The egos of fierce rational discourse of falsehood and illusion.
I laid defaced and distaste within its breeze swelling in divergent eclipse of haunted ambience.
I know not where the dark recedes but I heard a pleasant voice amongst the noise
So I opened the door
To this being
His words?
A light on my feet and a path in these woods.
Slumber fades the dark fleets
Hope calls the fear recedes
Landed at the crossroads
Summed up all my failure stained realities
Washed them in oval graced wells,
not serendipitously sought.
Reality blossoms all illusions burst
Wowed!
How cosmic light has nudged its way Into my life One of life’s privileged decisions,
In tune with eternal bliss.
By way of grace
Grace of victory
A scent of a meaningful bliss
An emotive sensation.
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