Friday 3 July 2015

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Desire

Desire

Creation bear the strain of delivering
millions of stars from nebula..
Knowing, eventually to burn down some day.

Rivers flow fiercely to meet the ocean.
Rolling hefty boulders along her path,
Cutting rocky mountains,designing her 
course unaided…
Flowers bloom spreading fragrance in the air
Apprehend to wither sooner or later..
Bees mate in extreme passion,
knowing death is inevitable
at the end of this fascination.

Dream every night to accomplish my covert desire
Conscious about the frustrated day ahead.
Why again to fear the unknown?
Dream high to reach my castle in the air.

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