Ripples of life...

Peeping out of my budding petals…
A smile spreads across my countenance,
But the onus of this quisling is pricking me now and then.
It hurts me as well as allays me.
Chasing its sphinx-like motive is like chasing rainbows!

Start shivering at the buzz of their wanton intentions…
After the relentless beleaguering,
My numb body falls into the pit of somnolence.

Warbling of the birds,
And the fresh breeze caresses me to wake up to a new day.
Refulgent sun whets my determination not to wither away.

With dew playing on my cheeks,
I find myself in indescribable beatitude.
Soft kiss of zephyr sweeps through my cheeks,
A strange yen to yoke to someone from future engulfs me…

Now, that I am basking in my glowing crimson,
The stoic within me starts dancing.
With realisation crowning me as a neophyte,
I am ready to live eons for my dawn.