Underneath the velour of the sky and starry spark, When it's only you, me and the utmost dark, I'd love to take you in the galaxy of my dream, Where for our oneness shall bow the celestial gleam.
There's more to it darling, stay stagnant on my chest, I've sung half of my fantasy, let me sing the rest, Listen to the nocturnes of my heart beats, fill the void in between, With the symphony of your pious breaths, silky and serene.
Like an aimless ocean I flow, without any destination, Carve the edges of my reality to enliven my imagination, While you still lie listening to my heart, let me unfold more, The layers of my love so that you glide in, the deepest and become the core.
My future may hold anything be it luck or misfortune, But if my life is to dance any futher, it'd be only on your tune, I wish you not to be my love story pretty as a brittle glass, To be loved and missed, you aren't that kind of lass.
The alphabets of my name don't seem to hold any meaning, Unless they'd be written with yours, as a couple, I wish for a new begining, Be our copulation blessed with the shower of stardust, Our children be nestled on the quilt of our love and trust.
You are the only perfect match in this whole universe, Who can turn my scribblings into a perfectly rhyming verse, You are the last block of an incomplete jigsaw puzzle, Fit into the void, complete my life, solve the riddle.
The aurora that adorned the canvas of the sky, With the sun peeping out of the oceans, feeling shy, Cool fragments of the sea played with the flowing wind, All of a sudden my eyes hit a scene and got me pinned.
It was a pregnant lassie sitting on a bench of wood, Right beneath the sky, where the prismatic sun beams stood, Feeling the softness of a peacock quill, sunk in a deep thought, Her emarald eyes diving in the aging rays, a million sights they caught.
Silky strands cradling her dimpled cheeks added to her charm, She merged with the eve so well as if birthed from the sun's arm, Everything stood still for me, my eyes had found a place, Peeping into the whirlpool of her eyes, I experienced solace.
She was the girl, type of once in a blue moon phenomenon, But was all alone, accompanied her none, To find the truth behind those mysterious eyes, I advanced towards her, Sitting next to her on the same bench, I was reluctant to bother.
All of a sudden, she herself initiated the conversation, And I couldn't resist myself weaving the words of appreciation, I probed her to unfold the mysteries buried in her sunkissed eyes, undefined, To which she counter questioned me, "Isn't it very easy to impregnate a girl who is blind."
#kerala elephant death #pregnant अब क्या कहु इस घटना के लिए शब्द कम पड जायगे शाक्षर या निरक्षर हो इंसान अपनी औकात दिखाएंगे सभ्य हो या असभ्य समाज कुछ ऐसा तो कर जायेंगे इंसानियत को एक दिन इंसान तार तार कर जाएंगे ऐसा क्रूर कार्य कोई वनमानुष भी नहीं करता है किसी गर्भवती माता को वो भी बच्चे के लिए छोड़ देता है साक्षरता की पिंपनि बजाने वाले वो कितने गवार है उस प्रकृति के दंड प्रावधानों से वो कितने अनजान है निरीह प्राणियों को मारने वाले कितने कायर लोग है इंसान तो कहलाते है पर इंसानियत से अबोध है समझ जाओ नीच लोगो कुछ भूत से अनुभव लेलो काटा था न गायो को सड़को पे फिर प्रलय भी खुद ही झेलो
I'm carrying a baby of a man who i love so much A man who doesn't care about who loves him or not About love, he doesn't understand much A man who injustice is part of his beauty A man i have given all my resources I still remember our first meeting i was so infantile that i couldn't see But still you only I loved even to the depth of the sea
I'm pregnant for society Your stories were taught in schools and even in religion houses How you have left so many people hanging How you have shown injustice to people who loved you Nationalists who were patriotic and even loved you more than i do Hatred is how you treated them Pushing them away to the very end Love you've never showed and back you've never looked
As a result some were assassinated Some shown injustice and others rights were violated It was just like yesterday June12 The prisons were home for some As some of your wives were also pregnant for you Some gave birth to #Independence Some gave birth to corruption and tribalism Some were not even given the opportunity of pregnancy With all these acquaintances i loved you and married you anyway
Now I'm pregnant for society I'm carrying the child of a corrupt man A man who is dishonest and egocentric Hopefully this baby i carry changes everything The baby i have decided to call HOPE Hope, not of Niklaus_Mikaelson but that of Martin_Luther_king Hope that one day the same love will be given Back to all crying citizens
Hoping one day corruption, injustice and hatred will be a thing of the past I'll be treated fairly and equity will be the order of the day I'm pregnant for society and Hope is my baby's name Hope one day i believe will bring Resurrection Of that, am certain.