eden of mirth
hues and resplendent days
transcending shapes
till
defying normalcy
seeking to mingle
with boundaries unheard
this is the horizon
where all quests end
and answers are dug out
from deeper crevices
the why and how
of every dimension…
© Shalini
A short poem based on Eugenia’s weekly prompt – Mingle. I hope I have done the word appropriate justice.
Will we ever know what it takes
To maintain our sanctum
Will we ever know how far the horizon is
And from whence this hum
When we had it all,
We had no clue
Whilst we gave it away
We realised what was due
Were we normal then
Or is this the reality
We longed to be home
Amidst some sanity
Now that the world has shrunk
And shields itself in masks
We suddenly want to ride all waves
Claiming to achieve impossible tasks
Oh! Is the the end
Or the heralding of a new world
Is this what we fathomed
Of how fate swirled
All of a sudden
Flashes of days begone
Of mirthful glee return
In waves and flashes
The sojourn within has just begun.
There are times
When you have fought
—-and lost
You believe in this game
You believe strongly
That this was not meant to be
That the Sun does always hurt……
Then arrives a cloudy morn
When your eyes trace
The flight of every bird
There is so much grace
In all you see
And oh! so intriguingly
The Sun peeps out
As if asking
If he could as much as look at you
With promises to give you warmth;
To be at your beck and call……..
There are times
when we have fought
And lost
And there are times like this
When we have lost all
And have known the irony of it all………
That its only when you lose;
You find hope to survive
That its only when you are dumped upon a haystack;
The sun begins to shine
That only when the forest is dense
A beautiful patch; a clearing
Welcomes you……
And its oh! so divine
What lies beyond that horizon
Is not for us to see;
Yet for miles at a stretch
We have millions of worlds to fetch…..
Interstices to fill….
Why is it then…….
we have to fail?
It suffices though, to say
That we have fought
Ceaselessly;
And just when we think it was not meant to be…..
We see the leaves smiling on every single tree……
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