By – Aishwarya Raghunath
It’s half past 2
My eyelids aren’t yet kissed by sleep
I lay awake
Embracing the blanket of infinite sky
Sparkled with black velveteen ink.
My soul is wandering
Free of demarcations;
Not limited by the drapes of form
In night it escapes pretentions
In the gallop of heart
Placing the nectar of love
Intoxicated by thoughts profound
The mind dances like a dope.
It’s almost going 3
A certain calmness engulfs surrounding
The nature sleeps in peace detoxing the air;
For getting intoxicated with dawn once more…
Midst the mundane spirals of life;
Shadows in search of self maneuver;
The eerie quietness
Deepens my thoughts;
Like a free bird unclipping my wings;
I wander into space
The Night is a living paradox
It’s almost another day
Nature has readied itself for novel quests;
I see the moon and sun kissing adieu in the horizon
Filling minds with hope
For light to once again engulf;
Echoing loud; hold the head high
That this is not the END!
There awaits a new day
Get Set and Take Stride!
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