I always believe that the night is as alive and as richly colored as the day. It's nothing, but the presence of light at other half of the world. Still a never ending night makes darkness monotonous WHY?
Am i again struck into a never ending loop, 'a paradox'???
Am i again struck into a never ending loop, 'a paradox'???
I didn't felt like leaving bed this morning but, the alarm at my bedside was insistent;
tones of it were persistent trembling my mind;
it wanted to wake me up but i said no, it kept on buzzing and i was wide awake,
rushed out quite frustrated , stretching ma arms feeling the fresh air,
though it was dark i could feel the light bursting out fading the sky that ' ws ma first shot at the dawn...
there was an unspoken nostalgia about every thing that was happening around and suddenly it started raining, there was a tempting madness all around, sensuous feeling, the air quickly filled up with smells of soil, trees, fresh flowers all mixed together.
I could see little children popping out of their homes, perfectly packed in school dresses holding little umbrellas in their hands, it appeared that the world started moving after a small rest...
Far away in the sky,
i can see her smoky eye,
keeps me hooked till the dawn,
then shyly she says 'come on'
hours pass by like a nanosec,
i forget every thing else, what the HeCk!!!
& calmly flows the river having no clue of what it has drawn into it....
~ Pratik Jain ~
Far away in the sky,
i can see her smoky eye,
keeps me hooked till the dawn,
then shyly she says 'come on'
hours pass by like a nanosec,
i forget every thing else, what the HeCk!!!
& calmly flows the river having no clue of what it has drawn into it....
~ Pratik Jain ~
