Blue Verses

Everytime i take my brush and get ready to paint, Like a flood you get poured in my imagination. I close my eyes to explore the nature you portray, In you, my soul have seen stars making miracles. With all beautiful myths of constellations, And poems that was written on scrolls of time, If the ancients thinkers realised you exist, I bet everyone would have been an astrologer. My heart cheers every time you smile, Your eyes glow like golden summer dawn. You guide my night sails through every storm, If love isn't your language, then I'm a deaf. Like stanzas of poets, my strokes describe you, And if you didn't exist, I'd still draw one like you.

In the end one thing matters, This rule is golden in value, And is rarely applied as well. As it's hard to reach nuggets, So it is to be rightly determined. But it's one or nothing, Taking a hand or losing it all, Making it or having it wasted, In odds favour or against odds, Every hand is a winner or a loser. If one thing matters in the end, Life is the quest of finding it, Days are worth spending, Sweat and blood are a sacrifices, And one step ought to be on time. On that balance of eternal choice, Soul should be chosen not wealth, Happiness over endless business, Humility over boast and pride, Self-love over comparisons. But as gold is in the depth of earth, What matters isn't easly in reach, Divine donation requires bold faith, This rule is golden and costy in price, But right determination can save.

Chains aren't that strong, Pillars aren't that bold, It's all happening in mind, He who can hold ur thoughts, Can lead your body and all. It's not the power of the dog, It's not the weakness of sheeps, Fear is the big weapon in arsenal, Because we believe and trust, Fear has somewhere to reside. And then we are weak and slow, Slow in era of crime is vulnerable, vulnerable is like a prey in jungle, No room for a single mistake. Too bad it's dark and hearts're cold. That changes good will into doubt, Doubts turns bravery to cowardice, Cowardice create miserable times, Miserable times fuel confusion, Confusion spread troubles. All because the wrong use of fear, Trusting and believing in the greedy, While the stronghold for just is near, But chains hold us under  confusion, And then we become weak and slow.

"Here we go" she said. She sat down we imitated, She closed her eyes, so we did, Softly she said as we closed eyes, So we have to close our mind. Then we tried and I tried, I'm not sure if others did, But i kept trying to think not, My mind asked, what was I doing? Trying to think of nothing. Nothing, like a blank Imagination, It's not white nor black thing. Its a cloud you can't draw it, This I'm telling is the best, I can, To describe what I had seen. If the so called meditation is real, Then in life we are all monks. Because thinking of positive ideas, Or being a villain idea generator, All have the same end, nothingness. Prolly, that's what it is meditation, Having time to escape reality, Only to go in holographic realm, Wher'U're convinced to think nothing, While nothing is also being something. Crazy. @

You say we are, till forever. You hold my hand as we walk. But you take the road, Which you know, I can't follow. We step in different paths, Believing we are, till forever. As the gap between us expand, Holding our hands get tiring. Why can't we choose on way, Better for our tomorrow? Because love brought us together, But only our choice will keep us. If you love like you say it, Mean it by choosing us before self. It's not too late for us, But we have but only today. Because you said we are forever, And forever is a series of todays.