Monday, 18 January 2016

Rustic old world charm...



























Yet again;
It comes back;
That familiar feel-goodness
The happiness at nothingness
And the beautiful silence spreading its aura within...





As I dust off without a tinge of regret-
The mess that I entangled myself with-
And shred off the unreal empires
That they break with a huge thud-
The quiet that prevails
Is that familiar silence
That speaks the loudest of words to me
And brings me back to myself again...




As it drives me back to that charming world of mine...
I dare not turn back to check
If any of those leaves peep out-
The leaves that I stamped upon as I ran tirelessly...











A Simple Message...

A Simple Message...