DREAM A DREAM

I don't know about anyone else's dreams but my dreams have always been very fragile. So naked that I fear disclosing even the slight nook of them. Whatever I saw was always a mere illusion of my desires, fears, boldness or might be my gullible vision. But, over the past span of time, I have been dreaming of nothingness. "NOTHINGNESS" to me is  very unique and  very kind of a new word, though it holds depth of oceans. I have been thinking lately to discover the roots of this ocean but to my dismay, I have brutally come to naught. 

Now what I believe that this "nothingness" isn't a problem but an answer by nature to never ending dilemmas, to ongoing fiasco, to my trials and to my broken faith. I owe nothingness to people all around, to my own self and to my dreams. I wish someone to find me in this nothingness and make me dream a dream one day. But then, I accepted dreams are wishes and wishes never get fulfilled. 

In This Season

Nature always has an impact on its beings, in eternal ways. Nature allows seasons to change, so does we adopt it. For our own mastery, We try to pave paths which are otherwise not acceptable to our own selves. This duplex and perplexed nature of humans have made this planet a worst state to breathe in. Everything is odd till it befalls on us. Yes, we, the creatures have an amazing law of denying the truth falling on us and molding all the prospects in our favour. 

Yes, we the candle bearer of this land are filthy on our own parts. What we never seek from nature is the ultimate reason of permutation. Seasons may change but spring eventually comes to the same tree which faced fall. Why this atrocious cycle of rise and fall then? "Reverence and Perseverance" is the best bashing retort. 

BLESSED

Things had always been my way since the time I got hold of the journey of life. There was magic, tantrums, carelessness and ease around every nook, but I never had been able to make these things real. They were always virtual. Until the time, I met YOU.
Something had awakened inside like a rekindling teeny flame striving to make a path towards the woods.  Passion slumbered far too long. The feeling, as they call falling in love, is to a point of passion that unhinges my soul. Amazement never stopped, every other moment brought magic, this time the real one.
That urge of being around blooms like a rose that always make me enchanted by its fragrance. And then i heard whispers, whispers of them, warning me of the pains, recklessness and never ending reconciliation. But then i found a subtle fact for that sealed those whispers. Yes, I say: "unless it is mad, passionate, ruthless, extraordinary love. It is a garbage, a waste full of moths. There are far many mediocre things in life. And my Lord, love should not be one of them".

In the passion, I inspire; in the pleasure, I redeem and in the happiness, I surrender. Lord has many ways of showing you His love, and He showed me You. The never ending quest for seeking thy smiles, love to every single bit and dreams to infinite horizons will keep their pace.
Every time, I hear my name from your heart, I blush young. Time's tick tock has never been able to justify the freedom of well-being, while in love. I envy You, for someone breathes for you, smiles for you and prays for you. Yes, I envy myself for falling so deep in to you but yes, We both envy each other. May life never stop to amaze us in each other's love. Wish you a long peaceful joys ahead on this path with me. I promise to be the seeker of you thorugh all long, no matter how many thorns bleed the steps. As the saying goes along, " I told him that I would love him with everything I had in me until the very end of everything, and I meant it."