The frequency of elegant visits...from within
the search of the soul for the utmost peace...
eternity...rules like never b4,as
being jovial....is like the shuddering and shivering rain,
leaning and touching me...with its cold hands......
i move beyond its reach,
It keeps on.......
searching for no one...yelling loud and violent........
like a drunkard cursing at no one.......
disappointing..useless..and painful
yet from the heavy heart
...
how did the night bleed..? where did the happiness go hide.....
why did the night cry....??? why did i have to come out ,
from the most safe place on earth....My Mothers womb? her heart..??
what mistake is mine....that life bid me good bye from the hearth
leaving me to the harshness of the world...??
Like a wanderer
there i go........!!
life beholds certain norms....which we need to pay,
for life snatches sometimes...
colors from within
at a proke of methodical clawing....
and what...life turns hell.....
heaven is driven away....
Satan then, is said to rule.......
agnostic ways of beholding ur breath
.
It can matter a lot
..
Coz the utmost peace and selfless love
.is a boon to feel , to inspire
..
As love is never to show
..
The value shines like gold once you dont give it a damn
!
And thats when u say u r in love
..
Love
the eternal magic
the jovial peace
Where is the life
.within it>???,
..im searching
forever















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