For everything shall have me.

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Much crimson shades exists,

reverie of music dream like stunts,

Here I go,only to know,the zigzags of this era holds my breaths,

Brush harder and see,shake a twig,

remove the filth,

adore the formation,

as I move ahead,

casting the shadow,

through the words I eat,

like the ultimate breakfast,

I create and create,

the unflagging shakes.



 

The silent times.

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My ode to the special indelible quiet moments remain so precious.I do not snivel about the moments that eat me like a parasite.The world seems like the uncatchable green grass of the other half,the drizzling of the rain appears the inflicts of wounds slowly burdening my shoulders..no pain felt,no bliss nurtured.My eyes carry that unresolved umpteen questions,no answers I get yet perplexing  opinions formed.

Maybe I got numb or carried away?Or there is this lost wisdom that fails to strike my mind bravely as I may say.I see the stars above,full of zeal and colour,want to grab their flabbergasted vigour.Then I come back to my senses only to know,my hands ain’t appropriate for thy glitters;for mine are meant to create my own flicker.



 

The smoke..

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The heaviness of this unconsious mind,how uncertain and unreal,it seems.It feels as if my limits are expanding,extolling in the zenith of mesmerizing thousand thoughts.You,my dear life wish to stop me from spreading in the minds of scanty ones?Try my power,try my will..the smoke in me shall speak its chill,for my heart is valiant,my intentions are bubblegum sweet,you want to capture me?”No”,to which my smile speaks.

I am the smoke,in you..in me,if you want to capture my bliss,I ponder on that as my will is as free as a bird,yet I live with my head held high.Tough it sounds?Then take my word,for you life, are only a hand and not the ashes or the smoke.I am the power,the colossal resolute spark with the spirit still untested…patience undefined!

You may entwine me in your web,but the aftermath is beyond your expectations to taste, as I am a warrior and a queen of my fragile thoughts,you can never beat me as I may have befuddled you too in ways uncountable.