Tranquil aisle.

#insight #poem

Elixirs that made me who i was;

of happiness, sadness and tides of lows and highs

of those tiny smiling moments,

The bereaved moments; interred!

The drenching heart blacked out

From ill-taints and murky fog.

Those moments that brought gleeful tears.

And of those that drenches heart.

That brumal nights that quivered me

From tip to toe.

Seeing and standing at the precipice of life,

Tenebrously relflecting the rays

Rainbows; indigo, violet, orange and red,

Ah! Those ‘VIBGYOR’!

Alas! Formed at the terrain of the cheeks; swaying faraway!

Looking back hither – forth a gaping smile appeared

Seeing the dented heart,

Still beating the viscous blood

Violent and charred that turned blue.

Pitch dark were nights and burning days

Those winters full of frozen desires

Hazed in translucent misty fog

That barred cage that incarcerated me

Occulted me from the opulence

Standing now at faraway stupor

Greying pummeled by time supreme.

Things that looked bright and beautiful

Love that never reciprocated

That brother soujoured in cold,

Friends that gleefully turned malevolent,

Though smiling at them, those tiny caricatures!

As the palpitating heart trembled,

Petty microscopic belching caricature

Seemed insignificant and meagre,

Seeing garden beneath that rivers run

Those that they see not

Washed away their ill propensities done .

I stayed all night,

‘now a sunny adieu to all’

‘clearing my life’s account that you had’

Then opened my eyes in the tranquil aisle.

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!ns¡ght, Aquib.

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