My World
my world is just beginning
it’s here to stay
my home is here in this open space
under the blue sky
in equality and the war
a sense of defeat and utter chaos,
poisoned relationship,
with envy and narrowness,
to go out from this
all the earnest answers,
touch on the
soft plane of the grass line.
a new life that shines,
melody and harmony in tune
with the rhythm and texture,
nothing weighs on, fly things
my soul is awash with moments of
transient beauty and with love,
its light, its cadence floating
never draped, never fall apart.
As frost is a harbinger of coming winter, my world is a warm picturesque of the surreality of authors darling dreams with ruthless reality
Thanks Samsher for your wonderful comments