anil gupta's blog

When the life was about to slip away,
I found a new purpose
&
We started digging a new tunnel
Through the rocks of rough terrain of tragedies
&
Discovered a troop
Of termites
It had made our journey easier
So much for their hunger
And ours too

I realised
When blues disappeared
The empty sky
Stars could not hold
Any longer
Black hole of wisdom
Sucked all the volition

Moist breaths
Dried mist
Hazy sights
Proximate bliss

When embracing a moment
We dissolve
Without a definition

Prayers continue
Struggle of a wave
Witnesses a close shave
The poise of ripples
Gives way
When for a moment
The storms of sighs
Extinguishes the fire
In a forest of desires
The ashes speak
The tale of islands passed
While roving in the river
I could not hear
The boat was about to capsize
But it did not

When even Sun is quieter
The clouds have their way
Seeking clarity every day
Is like denying the Piety

How do we know
When will one get her due
We can only and only pursue
Our path with integrity
Leaving sometimes the search For clarity

#poem

Swallow your pride

When the dew gets dried fast
When the smiles are lost in past
You don’t just sit & stare anymore
You walk & walk long till breaths last
#poetry or #lessonsoflife