Huh
I take a deep breath amid a tempest
To call it a tempest seems belittling
As I go through the storms of thoughts
To catch a word a phrase or an idea
To write something for tonight
A fraction says write about walking out of fear
Another says write about courage of a kid
And yet another asks to write about divinity
Within the layers of plasma over my open eyes
Every word fetches a different scene
Every phrase as a glimpse of an old story
Every idea as a source of inspiration
But the heart is not satiated with these all
The dancing fingers shake within
The pulsating veins speed up a bit
What am I searching for in this moment?
What can I do to repay this pious breath?
How can I repay the blessings of the moments?
Stories of my friendships and relations
Sufferings witnessed of self and others
Smiles received and caused like a dew drop
Seasons of change overcome like a river
The Magic of growth perceived off a mountain
The ancient depths of an ocean and its secrets
What and how to pen them down in few lines
Oh the passion the zeal and relentless hunger
Here I am being disposed into yet another night
The only demand of the moment being LET GO
In return of a smiling little sleep of exhilaration
SWANSH..
30/03/2016.
Copyright © Parupudi Satya Venkata Vinod Kumar | Year Posted 2016
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