Darkness feels very soothing sometimes,
covering us all
with its’ dense dark guard;
giving us a chance
to look into us,
which we don’t
with light abundant.
It’s the darkness
and yes, the darkness only
when we see us face to face,
asking us
a bunch of questions-
grave, light, long, short
knotted or straight
sensible or silly-
the answers of which
know we must
just to know our ‘us’
in a more intimate way,
seeing our present and past,
facing our divines or demons
embracing our flaws and wounds and
digging our dreams
long buried deep
under messy mundane
of noise and daily babbling!
Darkness feels a blessing that time
‘we’ with ‘ourselves’
‘soul’ with ‘self’ only;
sitting face to face,
reclined and relaxed
in each other’s company,
‘dating’, discussing and debating…
about our actions and path…
getting in touch
with our courage-n-conflict and
nursing and nurturing
our devastated dreams…
Darkness feels a blessing that time,
a warm wrap,
a loving embrace,
an intimate kiss…
with the surrounding world
vanished in black.
Then, as they say,
comes the Dawn
the darkness dissolves
into a crimson sky;
‘reshmi’ rays caress the cold face
warm wind blows from forest;
birds sing:
Get up,
walk onto the yards and streets
of life…
noise, chaos, songs, and music
mingling there in an authentic charm.
in an authentic charm.
Join the journey
being yourself.
Be a part of the fest.
Sing your song.
A New Day starting…
An unseen adventure awaits…