PERSPECTIVE

When I look through the veils

  in different colors

There, I see lives in vibrant colors.

 

When I look through the grey lens of my spectacles,

I see the grey shady dry trees and grazing land,

Withered foliage and twigs.

Then mind whispered:

 

 Make the veils and visions vivid,

 Fill the mind with zest of a new beginning.

Feel the fragrance of this Earth

 As if it is novel to your senses.

 

 

 I can hear the birth pangs of creativity in the solitude,

 I dare not break the tranquility

 Your footsteps are in quest of since decades.

 

 An angel of the sky

Showered the magic of love !

 See you smiling from the core,

But the perspectives hinder;

The shadows of grey sky

Obscure the view.

Perspectives made you dither;

The chains of posterity and sermons

 Dampened the spirit.

Wake up and grow to see

The windows of joy,

Corridors of creativity,

The green meadows!!!

 

 

Enjoy your solitude

I dare not break the tranquility;

 The angel of your sky

Longing you fly in your own sky,

In the serenity of your sky.

 

 Farewell bid to the shadows of grey,

Go ahead of your times in creativity

Excel the glories of heydays,

Embracing the joy of self-realization.

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