The journey was expected to be a tapestry
The beginning was learning with ease and rhapsody
The middle was the elixir of eternity
Felt like there would be no mortality
The twists and turns helps to deal tactfully
While days turn to years the vitality is a travesty
The journey was expected to be majesty
But Life is a journey of gallantry, unreality, laxity, vanity, spirituality, joviality and insanity.
The transient beauty of life should be dealt with sanity otherwise brutality is the real reality.
Memories shower delicately when Time lefts its colorful foot prints within me.
When waves of ecstasy, desire, rise in the heart, spring season unfolded a beautiful flowering tree.
Winds blowing from the trees, is like the tunes from the flute weaved with thrill
The path I walk, blossomed with a tapestry of colors with a heart of goodwill.
The beats and rhythms which I have kept deep inside my soul rose tenderly
The songs are coming out to the beats of the heart refreshingly.
A new inspiration is blossoming inside me, unfolding to shower all the pleasure
Leaving the moments like whispers of golden anklets in my ears for an expected hangover.
Was it the star that shone unblinkingly? Was it a path that blossomed unendingly?
Was it the mind’s game that is playing? Was it the true aspirations of the will trying untiringly?
As the moment approaches, the excitement to connect is blinding.
Silence faded and never coming back when you smile that is so mesmerizing.
You walk around talking like a cute little girl my beauty
The golden letters that I want to write have frozen like dew drops on your lips, sweaty.
The sight of beauty is when inspiration strikes
The emotional speech is when inspiration strikes
The bonding between souls is when inspiration strikes
The relation building is when inspiration strikes
The deep story of a movie is when inspiration strikes
The sight of a delightful place is when inspiration strikes
The change of a season is when inspiration strikes
The smell of a flower is when inspiration strikes
The school days memories are when inspiration strikes
The dream girl showing up in front of eyes is when inspiration strikes.
The college days and friendships flashing thru mind is when inspiration strikes.
The sight of a big goal is when inspiration strikes
The relentless hard work to realize a dream is when inspiration strikes
The scent of money is when inspiration strikes
The discount sales is when inspiration strikes
Yes there is no boundaries, no time, no matter when and why inspiration strikes.