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.
Come,oh you the greatest creature,
do the art,the best shapes you know,
draw the lines
create the patters,round and round
do not fear,soak in your charm
like the benign sayings,go there.
take a turn,hold the flower,drink the dews on it
do not fear,soak in your glitter
break the web,clean the mess
rub your wounds,enjoy the brutality
splash colours on yourself,
oh yes red,
oh yes black,
begin with dots,then join the lines
untill patterns formed,
oh yes you the greatest creature,
remove the shield.
Yes discover the patterns
to create your own.
How obnoxious our minds get at times,when our stomach aches nothing but pain,how crucial life gets to see a turbulence in our entire mind.Emotions get wrapped up as a package of miseries,unspoken hate and more worries.Those time takes us back to square one,where the roads once were bruised just like our heart.The soreness bites our little grinning thoughts that might have appeared through our smile,yes,it happens.
What do we do next?
There have been desolations since centuries after bloodshed,wars and this time the havoc comes when the peace in our heart is blacked out just like the charcoal.The brutality of times can never be said,there shall come,kill your innocuous soul and move on,it’s us who needs to erase the past,the past of hatred…the past of scratches,for there comes a beaming sunshine and a splendid view that shall scintillate our heartbeat and give us that bounce and once stolen thunder.
And my dear,that beam is still in you so sparkle more and unravel your solitude once again.
Too much numbness covered my heartbeat,
with the new sunrays,I still aspire.
The mirror now proclaims happiness,
Oh!How wonderful my smile appears.
P.S-Bless this day,as I pen down to write something unwritten for ages now.Bless my laptop keys as they hit the free spirit that I wonder is still alive in me.So much deep thoughts can really hit like stone and make the aura perhaps uncomfortable.But guess what?That’s my genre,so I still will write WHATEVER comes in my mind.
The knives of the past have been sharp enough to give me bruises,so vindictive that a hole remains today even,untouched and unloved.I walk forward to kiss the sky,however I see myself still struggling leaving the ground for my feet are fixed,settled permanently as if.
I need the air,fresh or stale..who cares?I want to breathe like nothing shall kill me more.The charisma in me is ho heroic,oh yes I know that part when I am a valiant like lioness,then I tell myself I need not anyone to comfort my bruises..whom am I kidding?Even a tiny droplet needs that sparkling vibrant leaf to accentuate its beauty..I am just a human,who has fallen alone,stood alone,and then walked alone..yes I want to kiss the love bubbles,yes I want that bubble to hug my sorrows so firmly that neither the sky nor the earth could stop my zeal.
I want to let go that brutal past,I want to kiss my inner-self,I want to start feeling my emotions,enough with the dark numb like phase,I want to rise..I shall rise for my limits are unknown.
I shall unveil all the hidden smashing truths that have been hidden in that dark pitch.Enough with the cuts and thorns for I allow my soul to touch the happiness I deserve,I know I shall..I know I will.
P.S -Dedicated to all those who find it hard to let go that heinous past,for you know you are capable of much more amazing things in life.
Get up,wear a smile and hug yourself.
I shall dance all my worries,
I shall move my head in the direction of sunrise,
I shall shrug off your commands,
For I’m the one,infinity..
that one ray of hope,that shall rule my world of happiness,buoyancy.