I dearly gaze
upon the blazing fireplace
Unsure, I
wonder of what I could have been
But juggling
through thoughts, I was sure
No, I am not
ugly
If I ignore
the hypocritical idiosyncrasies
I couldn’t
have been more beautiful
Charming and
delicate
Just like the
blooming petals of winter daisies
As light as
the downpour of first rain
Fresh and
bright like the early morning
Dancing and
whirling over the tender dahlias
Crispy wind
hovering around me like bees over honey
Yet my wings
remain unruffled
Weightless, I
swim over the colossal lagoon for fleeting moments
Like a
ballerina on an icy base
I swing
through, nonchalantly
An amazed
audience breaks into applauds
A sweet
symphony cracks into my ears
I wish to
relive the moments
But sooner or
later,
The reverie
would break
Shattered and
be gone
Like the
traces of light vanishes under a stormy sky
The symphony,
no longer sweet, thunders like a cacophony
I wake up and
am no longer beautiful, beautiful or bright
I , no longer,
dance and jump like a free bird
No longer, do
I bear the wings to fly
A sarcastic
smile stretches upon my dizzy lips
I was no
longer weightless,
As others
would have said it
“I am just NOT beautiful".
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Deep.
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Drown-worthy depth.
Thank you Bhaiya.I am glad you always take time to read it and give feedback 😊
ReplyDeleteReading your blog after a long time. You are one of the best poet I have ever come across. I love your way with words.
ReplyDeleteKeep writing, and go on to publish a book. I'd love to buy that.
Cheers to both of ya :)
Thank you so much Debashrita. We are humbled you take the time to read our articles. A blog belongs to its readers, and so it does to you too. We would surely take your cue and publish a book for you to read someday soon. Kudos to Nickiesblog. Cheers to you.
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