Thursday, 11 April 2013

Flowers in our balcony garden


Every dawn unfolds with a splash of newer hues,
of aspirations that stretch beyond the realm of ready reality,
so ebullient,
so yellow...
Every twilight reaffirms that eternal quest to chase newer dawns,
while swimming in the same chasms of reality to seek newer truths,
so mystic,
so inky...
...And every night makes you wonder what is that truth that you so eagerly seek,
like the pattern how night unfolds and crushes the day so meek,
so stark,
so black.

1 comment:

  1. Restart putting poems on this blog. We are waiting :)

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