Saturday, August 29, 2020

A sunset

A sunset, a fading sunlight.

It means the end,

It is the end of sunshine,

To close and bow before the shrine

Ending hope and and no one to whine

Deprived bodies, of sickness

Of an obscure future, for the us

Obsessed with light, Whose pillar has bowed

A downturn, to a great loss and 

Of separated friendship

Of love and admiration

When the sunset comes, confusion sets in

 

After the sunset, only legacy shines

Like a star in the sky, that is bright under the darkness

Doors close, of opportunities un-attained

Conversations behind doors, of regrets

Whispers of regret, we never got to understand the struggle

Pain

Darkness

All Still

Heavy, quiet, is the sunset

P.S. This for the great, Black Panther

Chadwick Boseman

Rest-in-regal-power. 

 

 


 

 

Thursday, August 20, 2020

Titleless

There are days, you wake up to a shining universe

And you look up and see possibilities

Boundless 

Endless

Painless

The sky smiles back

Friends reach out with worthy smiles

Jolly greetings

No matter, the universe doesnot want to dim

it smiles back

Days filled with great laughter 

Tight hugs from friends

Warms cuddles from our children

Just happy days

 

There are days, the body is just gay

you just want jump and sing and dance to the music in your heart

Of conquest

Of happy thoughts

Of good deeds

Of doing right

Of feeling blameless

Faultless

Just knowing you did alright

Good days

Shiny with hope

Exceptionally good

P.s. Good Reports

Feel it and give it a title

 


 

 


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