My Ramblings

Walking across the dense I often turn around To look for a soul Who might be around. I often tumble and Bruise too often. The mate could wait up Just check up on my pain. Some cheeky words of care Would sound in wilderness, The energy could melt the cold And bring in some warmness. This hope could bring out The humans from the blubber. Oh the morphs could finally Rest once dug deep under. A communion of souls Of merriment and joy What fun would that be To face death like that, oy! _________________________________________________ Courtesy : https://www.behance.net/gallery/66232473/SILENTIUM-A-Lone-Soul

To grow up never To be whoever To fly around With no care. A land so green And things with sheen With skies so azure So much colour to glean. I sit with my lovelies Run and dive along gullies Impish and carefree May deserve some ear-curlies. I never wanted to grow up, Told my mother growing up. Just people who are human Hanging around cheering up. Finding Neverland Finding Neverland I will find my Neverland Neverland. _________________________________________________

The sky was lit And noise everywhere Sort of felt I was finally in air. The ground flickered sharp Danced my feet away Beat mustn't go un-danced anyway. Looked at the swarm of souls Some despondent and lost Unsure of the bridges they have crossed. But tonight is a new leaf. Heaving the bleak across with its helve They gear up and gather themselves. Full of laughter full of energy. I un-cross my legs to smash down Lost but I see the touchdown. _________________________________________________                     Courtesy: Prabhakar Vats