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Ananthu M Nair Jun 2016
It began with hope..
Thrived in joy..
Revealed horizons..
And left with dreams..

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A journey with no destination..
A life ignited in fear..
Caught the hand of a breeze..
And held it for life..


It flew with grace..
Trust..belief..
All in place..
Breath to breath..
Soul to soul..
Through clouds afar and skies so cold..
Held on..until twas nothing..but whole..


Embraced with closed eyes..
Mesmerized..
They were one..


They flew on their will..
Each day..never still..
Unseen lands..unending seas..
Like time and space they never ceased..
In a world with a tale so undefined..
They held the world in a tale of their kind..


They drifted far until the sands..
In the glass of fate fortold of trouble..
Despite the coming storm of death..
They smiled and took that path of harm..
It came...it slashed their souls apart..
And soiled their pride and ripped their heart..
But true to faith and love so pure..
Those hands still held...refused to part..


Embraced with closed eyes..
Mesmerized..
They were but one..


In time the breeze began to die..
To join the wind it flew so high..
Thoughts of self began to burn..
The core of that which bound their souls..
It craved to live..
Conscience getting feigned in dark clouds..
It dawned in heat..a mirage of lust..
Asperity..in vain..
A desire that broke the way it was..
A desire..One that seemed so hard to pass..
But one that changed all things in a flash..


The grip that once began a tale..
Was now two hands apart and failed..
The wind was not so far behind..
But a life that lived for love..
Just died..


Disgraced within closed eyes..
Betrayed..
Lost n buried...life was done..

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It began with hope..
Thrived in joy..
Revealed horizons..
And left with..
just dreams..


- AMN -
For Eli and Peggy
Ananthu M Nair Jun 2016
Once, twice, in many blinks..
Living through your seas of hope ..
Today, you'll find my little thoughts,
Inside this little envelope..

Go ahead, rip it apiece..
Entré the lanes of my memories,
Find journeys, love and miseries,
The laughs and cries, old boundaries,
My times, my truths, my fallacies,
Friends, true ones, and old enemies,
On several weaves of happiness,
Sad spirits dwell like broken trees,
Noise, peace,
Adversities..
A man and his insanities.

Looking down the foggy crease,
Far more clear than all of these,
You'll see this man down on his knees,
His weary eyes of agonies,
Hold feigning veils of vanities,
Though the world has got the best of him,
He remembers to care and please,
He remembers to bide the time,
And float along the storming seas,
He knows, he needs a hand at shore,
To breathe again,
In the sands of uncertainties

Now wait,
Look into those humble eyes,
For once, those eyes will barely cease
To blink and there will come a breeze,
A view of everything inside,
Will be the earth under your feet,
The mirror in those eyes will turn,
From thoughts to true veracity,
My envelope will be our world,
And I will be reality

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Once, twice, in many blinks..
Living through your seas of hope ..
Today, you'll find our little world,
Inside this little envelope..

A.M.N

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