Billowing heart in search of sea a thick wall of insecurities balancing on my cracked stilettos drowning myself in the heap of miseries.
Is it what life's all about? you're searching eternity all they say is to be in the present realm but what about the raging heart driving wild in roller coaster of emotions how to still it and find the niche?
I'm a cliffhanger seeking no home everytime a river meets a sea it loses its identity, that's how we melt lost in oblivion, dark yet comforting.
Till my tears ricochet And my heart gets shallow again There's conflict within To which I surrender Yet experiencing. - meghasharma
I'm here tonight under the dark starless sky It's all quiet as if the stars are sleeping or maybe hiding from the sight I don't yearn to behold them as I've got a twinkle in my eyes which makes me see them even in this starless night.
There are no flowers in my yard as the violent gust of wind last night snatched all the plants, carry them away far from my olfaction still I don't yearn to get them back as I still sense them as if the wind has impregnated in it the sweet nectar of my garden.
I've lost myself in the speed of life, Childhood, adult and old age, all hold different parts of my being still I don't yearn to rewind the time.
I'm deafened by all the voices my ears have listened but now I can hear a constant hum out of nowhere ringing in my ears as if the world is ghost quiet and the silence talks with a voice. -meghasharma
When the interstellar pressure reaches a peak which the stars couldn't conceal that's when the rain falls in the form of shooting stars, a stellar explosion left the world in an awe.
But furtively, out of a loophole, a seed untouched falls down and buried underneath the ground. Witnessing daily, the rains and the storms amidst the dust and chaos a bud of innocence starts to grow soon a tiny sapling blooms upright facing the welkin with a bright smile, with a dazzling haze and mysterious yellow lights a ray of hope illuminates the darkest nights.
The silhouette and nebulae the supernovae and the dark skies smile bright as a tiny star starts to shine. He who once falls, soak in him all the love of the cosmos enduring the pain within he's never afraid of rain and storm.
Alani, Ò the beautiful dear child A seren you're to our eyes Sprinkling the pixiedust of love and light the gloomy welkin once again rise and shine. -meghasharma
The word opposite means completely different. Now imagine a conversation between opposites like light and darkness or white and black. What are the things they can possibly talk about? Will they appreciate each other's uniqueness or try to prove themselves superior? Today's challenge revolves around one such conversation.
--Get creative and write a conversation between opposites.--