A serene idle afternoon of the metropolis……. A pensive hour on bed…….The soothing breeze kissing my cheeks…..A fading hum of a known melody…….And then I thought as I drank the wine of solitude…..The rhythm of life……”The Rhythm Divine”…….
When we first learnt to walk
We stumbled but then rose back again.
Little did we give a thought
What a lesson this effort taught us then.
To fail and to seek a chance
To watch success even though for a glance
When hopes are broken like brittle glassware
The sting of defeat pricks us hard
In spite of that we nurture, unaware,
Novel thoughts only to discard
The sordid saga of hapless misery
And gain as well a quick recovery.
When the last time I broke my heart
With the endless trail of pungent tear
I hardly knew that months apart
A smiling face might just appear
Not only to caress me with a healing touch
But also to set an end to my search
And just when this thought was sinking in
You set my heart free from your bond
Again came back the tale of ending
Of which, by now, am quite fond
Because quite well I’ve learnt the lesson
Never ever to cease dreaming again
The world might not be surreal enough
But you don’t gape at it when you weave
The intricate knits of imaginations
Which are the only things that never leave
So I see with eyes wide open
My fairy tales get wet in the last hour rain……
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