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Unjust..

Its so easy to say
Life is like that.
A breath of fresh air
And a mindful of dreams
Nourished,
Nurtured.
Expectations.

But
Under scrutinies,
Cautious eyes
& social obligations,it
Kills the essence of spontaneity.

Still we love,
With idealism
Romancing with honesty
And a pure heart.
Soon realizing
It isn't happily conclusive always.

False attires,
Diminished hopes
Sweet poison,everyday.
Kills you ,doesn't it ?

But in this
Earthy catchfire
And a lachrymal outcry
Something remains.
Though being apart
We feel the reassurance of
Sharing the same sky
& the same stars.

May be in the sweet nothings
A piece of gold?
Charming,Inspiring...

Between the two hearts,
Unclaimed,
Unhindered
& shyly
The fluid just
soothes the inferno
Of a non committal relation..

The solute,that is,
Just is
Feeling together
Being in magic!


SoUmY@


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Comments

Rukhiya said…
MAGIC!!! All the way:) i cant tell you how deep this one ran into me.This piece will stand out as a Favourite,to say the least! :)
March 19, 2008 10:27 AM
Rukhiya said…
Nth time im reading this :) and it still leaves me in rapture :)
March 19, 2008 12:09 PM
Usha Pisharody said…
Woahhh!!

Awesome, Soumya..:) Glad, really glad I made the time to drop by today!! This one is just brilliance and magic and sheer exquisite feeling..

Yes, as Rukhiya says, this is going to be a Firm Favourite of your poems!!

Thank you!! Lifted my spirits no end!!!!
March 20, 2008 7:19 AM
Rukhiya said…
N+5 ..er..N+7!! Lost count :(
March 20, 2008 9:43 AM
Cinderella said…
Lovely !

**False attires,
Diminished hopes
Sweet poison,everyday.
Kills you ,doesn't it ?**

Totally,
Like a two-edged knife...
March 22, 2008 5:12 PM
Shal said…
hmmmmmmm i m still drowning in the feel :)
March 26, 2008 4:49 AM
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