Sillage of Samsara

Aurora clawed at Nyx's clouds
Shedding cottoned charcoal down
And lighting a golden lamp that
Glowed grand all over the globe

Nyx's tears were opaque dew drops
Something ordinary eyes found so off
But I saw a veil wrapping untold grief in
Grids of glossy moss, an unrivaled beaut

I was barefoot and brokenhearted
Measuring the prickly path with my steps
When I spotted tiaras of textured tears
My hands closed on a drooping droplet

I stenciled lines over my eyelashes
With the cold and fragile prismatic pearl
It chilled my orbs waltzing with mortality
And every life ever flashed before me

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I saw seeds sprouting and hope growing
Those canopies camouflaged with coals
Of a wellburnt night/life, that left moulds
To shape more saplings, memories erased

I saw emerging tides surge ahead, racing to
Calm weeping shores that fist forgetfulness
And let go of every embrace ever received
Welcoming waves anew to swallow their souls

I saw wings learn to fly and leave when they fall
I saw beaks sing ballads and break away into songs
I saw claws enwrap desires and erode energy
I saw smiles blossoming and wilting as tears

Seeking a sense betwixt the sonnet of souls
I'm bereft of hues to exorcise the tale of existence
What shade soars to dawn and what soaks dusk ?
Why repeat cycles of miraging charm in a deserted universe?

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Then I saw infant footprints in the shore of life
They enlarged till eternity got cropped out
And got erased by waves of time and space
But they left marks of unconditional love

The moment I felt the imprints of undated love
My heart went berserk and burst into prayers
I reckon that this land is a library of undying love
Sowed in square meters of soul-lengths, all over

All dreams and desires, wishes and woes, lies and lores
Deepens when it get drenched, flames up when it catches winds
All lives are vessels, whether they wield victory
Or wear wounds, the war they wage must go on

We are all turtle vines of tragic tears
Falling down to feel the womb again
So do I sing, discerning droughts and floods
That no soul is left behind, all counts to reap love

I trudge further, seeking the shelter of my soul
Knowing I've left my marks, rest is upto time


©ak_anjali_daydreamzz || beaming with an unsetting sun
and an unending moon

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