The place

screen shot 2019-01-20 at 12.58.00 pmThe place falls

The place calls

The place reminiscing

The ones with horns

The ones with holes

In the journey

Of the time.

 

The place sucks

The place chucks

The place twinning

With the ray of hopes

In the lost memories

Of the unheard notes.

 

The place witnessing

The place kissing

The lips of the time

In a corner

To plead once again

From the fallen ones.

 

The place refused

Its presence

In misty memories

Hiking across the moors

It’s time

for a rendezvous

By a hike

In a new place.

 

Yes, it’s time!

 

©Bhavya Prabhakar

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Adieu!

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See the sky

shining blue

color of trust

in a game of thrust.

 

Gaze at the sun

shining bright

color of light

in a game of must.

 

Wonder and wander

at the supremacy;

people come

and go

in a game of life.

 

Stop and stare

at the beauty once;

people come

and go

in a game of love.

 

What should come

before and after

in the calculation

is nothing

in a game of numbers.

 

This is how

“he whispered a fond

adieu.”

The soul!!!

 

©Bhavya Prabhakar


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