The little comet traversing light years
abiding scorching heat and freezing cold,
hastily through atmosphere weathering
yet carrying the elixir of life-
the salvation to mother earth
It has been a while and wrote so quickly about someone I was lucky enough to meet in this short span of life…
She was the water to his thirst
varieties in abundance
yet none can oust her like the pure glacier aqua
A heavy rain in a desert
but long before you find solace-
in the heavenly drops
snatched away by the sunny heaven and arid hell.
A therapy to my scorched mind
and the only time feeling content with life.
She seemed like a painted wall to rubes,
but to an artist she was Mona Lisa…
the world when you are the king
and your wish their command,
people serving your needs
and life full of bliss.
It’s all an illusion
the reality is a nightmare
you can’t wake up from.
besieged by the ghosts
the life fades insidious…
Stranded amidst the desert,
Staggering in the sands, she
wandered alone seeking aid.
Desert is not a haven, but-
a severe hostile domain.
Animals await your fall
to feed upon you, and
your own eyes deceives you
by the vision of prosperous mirages
of trickster desert.
No one here can be trusted
not even the nature
one can only keep moving
expecting a miracle…
It has been a while I have written something here. Mainly due to hectic schedule and change in circumstances. Fluctuating life and inability to see through the obstacles that keep on coming before me. Will there be an end to all this? I’m not sure yet.
I’m still searching for my so called special skill which is so good in hiding. Maybe some people are born without any skill? Or it’s just me! I regret many of my decisions and oft when I realize it’s too late. Blessed are the ones who are not having restraints while taking decision or the ones whose wrong decisions won’t affect them even if it goes against them.
via Daily Prompt: Opaque.