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Rootu Jun 2020
Ravishing evening it was,
my feet were moving
towards the seashore
although the ambience
was as beautiful as a
painting of it
made by a painter
My heart was dancing on
the rhythm of silence
but mind was running on
the track of questions,
What is life?

When I looked at the ocean
it's depth echoed,
when I try to find the meaning
of life,
It's an abyss of the ocean,
deep and deeper.

Those precious pearls
and pebbles seemed like
those precious moments
of my life,
bewitching and cherishable
preserved in my heart's shell.

That ambience of seashore
looked more enchanting
because of its hues
it's the people in my life
filling the colours to it
colours of their presence
and absence.

That sangfroid ocean
was telling me, ' Darling,
after all tornadoes and snow
heaps of delight and sorrow,
in both of them
'peace' is what we seek.

That horizon,
where earth seems like
a birth to me,
and the sky, like a death
that fine line separating
them, is life!
Life is horizon!
Rootu Jun 2020
This lilac sky brings me
the blush of your memories
on my cheeks everytime the
cold wind kisses my cheeks
for the sun is deliberately suppressing
its yellow-orange sunshine
just to see the lilac blush
of our scarlet love.

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