That Day...

I wonder how it will be; hidden behind the high mountains

I wait when it will be; crossed against the cage of time

I went in the search of it sometime back

And when dream was over; caught myself flying on the air

Falling I was and I was the dream

But dream was falling; flying supreme;

I know where it will be; buried inside me

I cherish it; each moment of it; every ounce of it

Let me blush in that sun which will one day be! That day

Let me sip that joy which will one day be! That day

Let me breathe that air which will one day be! That day

Let me come to you and feel you which will one day be! That day

And there I go!

๑۩۞۩๑ I am you ๑۩۞۩๑

Let me melt with my emotions; in your heart
Let me blossom flower of innocence; in your heart
Let me experience the fragrance of affection; in your heart
Let me dissolve the self; in your heart
Then let me love you with your heart

Emotions

The water, a lot of it; glitters and gleams by the sun today; and the reflection was as treasured to me as the 'Golden Light' which flickered through me when I was all alone sometime back. Was the water simmering all along alone? No! There was as bolted a piece which was not surging with the portable water. The earth was all there to sustain the pressure of flourishing waves; and the world thought it was just the plain dazzling water which brought tears on my eyes this morning.




Doused with that water; I sat there. And the dozing breeze was still placid; stirred by a small butterfly's wings sited somewhere far and butterfly doesn't even recognize that it was parturition of a squall; so catastrophic. The gust desiccates the water and sighs on my ears: 'I am going'. And the audience was a baby and a partial full moon; but mom was not discernible because moon was not full. Baby sobs fretfully and the moon snoozes after a while.