Without wings, dream to fly high, so that you will be remembered. People in History fight in the frontline, that’s why we read them🦅🦋🕊️ Avan
Tag: thoughtslife
Life Goes On
Is it you, who can’t live without them or vice-versa? Think about it, a space is vacant for them to reshape, so, relay on yourself and the wheel of life continues as usual, without you or with you. –avan
My Love
You are the tree with branches,
Encircled by leafy wings and buds.
You cook the food with light..And
Dance merrily in wind with music.
I'm your root with tiny laterals,
Bringing nutrients to your tummy,
I hold you taut, when you falter.
My Love, hold me tight to eternity.
- avan
From… Somewhere
It's been years since the question arouse
Who comes first and confuses either ways.
The chicken says "I'm your mother so I'm!"
And egg claims "you born from this shell"
It goes on and on and on... So.. Violently and
Presence of hawk unified them, it proves,
Necessity of an enemy for peace and love.
-avan
Sometimes….
To live in a metropolitan world,
To loiter on dense estate house,
To find gas station after miles,
Are exciting, only at intervals
Sometimes it does, not always...
- Avan
Unrequited love of Sun and Moon
The sun and moon bleeds every day and night.
The only glance to meet each other in Earth,
The scattered rays of sun brightens the moon,
And the unattainable love bleeds the stars.
The sky and ocean witnesses their affection,
And unrequited love moves day and night cycle.
Sandwiched under sea and sky, they separate,
Before they could chit-chat the life stories.
The starry sky enlighten their moments and,
Tiny stars disappears in dawn with lusty sun rays,
The blue and white sky blushes like ripe orange,
Yet, they know, they survives for mere glances.
- Avan
Love of Root and Wood
Since birth, tiny roots stabilized,
the plant to stand high in Sun.
With leaves cooking tasty food,
The plant forgets it's Roots.
Crossing centuries of growth,
The flourished tree realised it;
Break-less Service of its roots;
A silent love from underworld.
The roots transformed as wood,
To preserve the lover's body.
And comes out to see the face,
Of it's everlasting love in sky.
It teaches, unconditional love,
And selfless service for partner,
God helps them to meet outside,
But they failed to hug each other.
Some relations are bound to meet,
They realise later and never touch,
Upon death they might meet or not,
Sometimes root resurrects the love.
-avan
Lonely
It is a state of being alone, when society identifies your difference.
Life in White
The White Lillies with green leaves
Decored the church with holy smell.
On the day holy baptist communion,
They marked him as the confirmand.
Eucharist white bread and red wine,
Commemorates 'Last supper of Lord'.
Secret confession in white dress
Leads to reconciliation with faith.
Anointing the sickly to heal well,
Dressed in milk-white nurse cloth.
The trendy white gown with frills,
And white rose bouquet wedlocked.
The white covering sheet and socks,
With white lilly bouquet above him,
Buried with white fragnant petals,
In a coffin under White RIP marble.
-Avan
Black and White
The prints as caricatures lasts forever
Evoking unending memories of past.
Like Malwares, the colourful pics fades
Blurring the life for social networking. –Avan
The Words
They talk…
Irresistable talking!
The long sentences for hours.
They cut…
The abrupt words for hours,
Checking the listner’s patience.
They stop…
When the world look at them,
The vague silence butchers the listener.
They Die…
A wordless death, of life or mind,
The listener finds a new Talker.
They speak,
When the silence couldn’t speak,
And they complete the broken words.
They revive,
For listener, completing meaningful words,
Mesmerizing them, the beauty of silence! -Avan
Thoughts in Words 