Thursday, March 21, 2013

SPROUT






Lying in the arms of nature,
Basked in the light of innocence,
Warming under the vivid memories of childhood,
Floating along with the waves of naïve dreams,
Fleeing away from the narrow lane of covets,
Embracing the warmth of selfless love,

Holding on the vim of novelty,
Boundaries being disseminated in the ardor,
Odium of darkness is being dispelled,

As the green verve begins to sprout,
As the placid blue paves down in the barren brown,
You are being born again in a dormant planet…




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