Words…
On the threshold,
waiting for that one dream,
colorful, vibrant, full of life,
in contrast with this mere existence
It touches and vanishes,
leaving behind blurred images,
that untouched spectrum,
which lures with the beauty
Within reach, yet unreachable,
deceiving the groping fingers,
visible, yet out of vision,
playing with the eyes
The twisted path that leads to it,
the conniving maze,
the deep blue waters,
the misty haze
On the threshold,
waiting for that one dream,
colorful, vibrant, full of life,
in contrast with this mere existence
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Nidhi
i loved it
Awesome Nids! Loved it!! Especially the ‘Within reach, yet unreachable’ lines! Brilliant!!
Thats a well written and a Happy random poem, not that I can totally relate to it
Somehow ended up reminding my time in bombay!!
@ Nimue, Eks – Thank you
@ Narsimha – That was written randomly, didnt know it would turn out something like this..
awesome stuff…
fav lines:
“It touches and vanishes,
leaving behind blurred images,
that untouched spectrum,
which lures with the beauty”
Loved reading this.. somehow I too just love reading and writing about dreams.. Loved the lines that untouched spectrum, which lures with the beauty…
Loved reading this.. somehow I too just love reading and writing about dreams.. Loved the lines that untouched spectrum, which lures with the beauty…
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