Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Life…

Silent reverie steals me from slumber
The mind speaks a volume unrecorded
Of things in life that passed by quietly
In rainbow the memory painted indelibly,
In rainbow the memory painted indelibly
Adding luster to a wonderful painting
With shades and tones to appreciate, and
The varied contours mark the splendor of its beauty,
The varied contours mark the splendor of its beauty
Along with the solemn shadows and smiling colors
Life emanates  in gradual perpetual twirl
With both pleasure and pain splash the events across,
With both pleasure and pain splash the events across
An illusively illusory but alluring masterpiece ensues
To give us the meaning to the ever flowing subtle breath
In general parlance, we call it life.


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