Somewhere, everyone's heart wants the beginning of the paused moments again. My wounded heart sings the song of light even when it is blind I thirst for hope even if my end is barren I'm dreaming of settling down even if every corner is in ruins
Today again I ignited a pain on the kayak of paper I laughed out loud carelessly and I lit the pain You have to love the depths of the darkness to get the stars Every darkness turns back to bring the night back again
Again the heart cried and said Why are you keeping lifeless expectations? Why don't you try something? If luck is getting merciless, call upon the darkness. Maybe at some point the sadness will be misguided and annoyed with you
I'm the extinguished ashes of sin, the pain rises in me to burn again. What is the yearning of rain for you? For me every drop is a burning sensation, to increase the smoldering of poison.
I've separated the darkness from life so much..... I've given my address to the shadow of sorrow.....
I wrote the wish of the soil on the sheet of the sky Ink of glittering gems was written on the sand I wished for love around the falling autumn I have written a taste of light in everyone's darkness in my prayers
I wrote a love letter dedicated to the beauty of life In my guileless attempt I wrote down the failure in the panic part No one can ever get injured by falling on thorns I wrote mother's shadow in front of the hardness of every pain
I wrote thirst for life in the vortex of precious breath Wrote a shower of success on every possible effort Try not to be left somewhere waiting to be erased I smiled again and wrote the hope of the destination
I wrote a request for a pause in the changing seasons of life I wrote a plea for a lesson in every unfinished story I wrote a request for a place on the velvety ground of clouds I wrote the beginning of several chapters to welcome this year
Kept on decorating Every time I looked sad in the mirror I kept showing my true smile just for the sake of it I've seen the fall lost in the love of the rains Laughing to amuse the tears, I taught to burn the pain by dipping it in ink
I have seen a flood of tears on the leaves, but I kept telling myself dew by pretending to be unaware I kept telling the sinking sea the magical torrent of pearls I have made the stinging stones standing on the edge of life able to sit in the comfort of loneliness I silently taught every wound to taste the words of the poem
And without questions, only his side is the shadow of my every dark step I prostrated at every step where the illusion of my destiny lies I haven't tried to get back even after leaving myself behind But the one who desires to know me has found himself unknown But in spite of the shattering sand of life, I teach needs to stay with the times
Sometimes I get lost, in the feelings of a few words Sometimes the heart beats in the meetings of a few moments Are there questions of first love now in your thoughts too?
I cannot bring the expression of love on the lips But the heart is lost, every moment in his words Is there a shower of love on the sad lake now in your thoughts too?
Letters are hidden in books surrounded by dry flowers Those who are kissing carelessly, in the scent of dried roses Are there thorns irritating you after losing to the rest of the gardeners now in your thoughts too?
Where I used to sleep, in the light darkness of the night Now I can't even sleep, in these deep nights Are there clouds of love on the rest of the barren heart, now in your thoughts too?
Eyes meet and hide in the charm of attraction Even the darkness started to live in the lamps lit with a smile Is there a fire of love in the rest of the spark now in your thoughts too?
Some dreams are falling in the rain of dew, surrounded by autumn Some dreams are swinging in the drunken branches of love Is there a colorful sky of the rest of the stars, now in your thoughts too?
Till now I used to see my own reflection in the mirror Now the face has settled, their eyes are in my eyes Is the rest of the sacred character of love now in your thoughts too?
Drops of dew showered on silent poems revived buried feelings And the stinging questions of the letters melted by Jasmine's touch who got carried away by sentimentality and keeping the fantasies alive The butterflies were dancing between the petals kissing Jasmine In the chill of winter, the little squirrels hid in the mother's lap, waiting for the rays of the sun Don't know what, thinking that the sun was just being peeped through the clouds
Suddenly the words of fantasies stopped flowing and a beautiful reality began to take place in my heart.
In those cold winds there was a chill in the chirping of birds
Soon it was evening and the sun with light rays hid peacefully and slept waiting for the next morning. I was about to look at the moon when suddenly I left the moon and saw small eyes which were full of innocence.
In the hope of getting something, moving one hand forward a little, so that nothing should be snatched, the other hand was hiding behind.
And what do I think... It's like that little squirrel is hiding some precious gem When I saw her fist, I could have laughed, but her innocence had settled in my eyes. That is why in a moment I understood not only the value of her treasure, but also the value and need of her precious treasure.
Two peanuts yes just two Yes, she has slept hungry many times...but now...she is a mother now, isn't she? If you go back like this, what will happen to the hope that has left in the eyes of your children?
And I... I just kept thinking lost in her innocence
Then I got up slowly and she was looking at me a bit scared
Perhaps wanted to say something, so showing two grains of fist, I lowered my hand again.
I got up and went to the kitchen and picked up a basket of peanuts
Yes, there was no need to search, I like peanuts so much.
Now what else can I say, picking up the peanuts, that cute squirrel went to her burrow
Yes, her burrow was next to the jasmine plant that was my favorite that's why now I'm in love with that cute little squirrel, after all my new little friend had a home near my favorite plant.
Poetry flows in my soul like a gamut, but the playfulness of that little squirrel keeps tweeting in my heart every moment.
Every animal existence on this earth whether it is innocent like a squirrel or a fierce hunter like a wild lion
beleza_@ak_anjali_daydreamzz yes squirrels are really cute like little innocent kids where i live there are squirrels everywhere.️ Heartfelt thanks to you loving soul for giving so much love to my article❤️❤️❤️STAY HAPPY ALWAYS❤️