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Saturday, 4 October 2014


Glow was adamant
Proud of its beauty
Spanning its wings
Swallowing the dark stretches
In the darkness
Thrived a dream
To reach the zenith
And, fuse with the ‘magnificent ’ gleam
And , a dreamer
Fascinated by her pseudo elegance
Secretly hoping for one day
To perch his stance
Stark fool,naive
Were, one of few names
Others called him
When told about what he aims
Steadfast,he walked
On his journey to top
Abandoning his current self
For a meatier shop
Images of once desired
Flared up in his head
And the past dedicated
For the path he once tread
Trying to be unfazed
Decided to keep moving
Towards the ‘big’ dream
Sacrificing the old sowing
When in vicinity
He kissed the glow
Trying to absorb the beauty, stared at her
Incessantly with straight bow
And then the wind blown
With all its might
Slashing the now ‘small ‘ glow
Of the candle light
Suddenly he wanted to go back
To his world of ‘star’
To the old sowing
But too tired to move, perhaps he came too far
Enchanted by the glow
Insect rested on fire
Oblivious of its fate
Burned in furious glow of desire

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