Hearts, desires and thoughts afloat;
Every waft an anticipation, to life and its zenith;
a peak for each, a peak for all;
Peaks in light,
where the eternal sun shines bright;
Peaks in Dust, in purest expression of love.
Yes, In moments, we did fly.
"Life" binds all,
a prison of 3 walls ;
walls of social tenents.
Survive... yes, we shall;
Escape ...
The heart screams,
Escape ?
the heart says yes.
Hope floats, as small dust risen from the ashes,
the light shall stream from the crevice hidden;
turn us to dust ;
Fly, yes, we shall...
dust to dust ;
love to love .
1 comment:
kyon re, chupke chupke aake gaye kya, bholu?
:-)
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