Due to reasons I myself fail to fathom,the knowledge of the existence of this blog remains limited to just me.
I enjoy keeping this to myself,like a cherished childhood secret.

In the world of cyber-socialising,where almost everything is compelled to be an open-secret,I find pleasure in possessing something thats solely mine.
It's a retreat,for my rambles.
This is only for me,and nobody else. :)

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Golden ripples burnt the ivory floor,
Reflections,like diamonds,drifted ashore
Baited breaths,and new born dreams,
Roving eyes,in the darkness gleam.

Inaudible whispers caress the air,
A quivering heart,held by a stare.
Spasms of red,soft and warm
Moments of magic,ever so calm.

Chimera

When forever seems so far away,
And you see your dreams go astray
Close your eyes and rest awhile
Look into the darkness,force a smile.

It will all be dark,at first,
But gradually,as time will pass,
There will be colours,dark and bright,
Spinning waves of joyful delight.

And colours will dance into shapes,
A maddening whirlpool of psychedelic frames,
Dancing,traipsng,fluttering like rain
A little more laughter,a little less pain.

Slowly but steadily,you shall see
That light,however bright it may be,
Can be blinding, deceiving to you
And that darkness,can be colourful too.

 

This was written on 4th september of this year,after a long drought in my literary and creative cerebral matter.
It is a product of constant motivation by one who is an inspiration when  it comes to writing poetry,among many other things.Thank you. :)