It’s a good news

it’s a good newsI jump up highin the airUp highto touchthe sky where god staysthey say with prideI touch the cloudsmist slipping through clenched fiststry and grab the warm raysbut then fall backempty handedlanding backon the lapof the motherin the velvety grasssprinkling streamand rolling hillsand thereI find godit’s a good news

Cheery Blossomed

The night glitteredMany twinkling eyes witnessedLaying their souls bare The music filled the airMany revellers dancedwithout not a single care treads pointed to the venueAll roadsleading to one Some joyfully walkingSome creeping in the carsSome on the run Flashing lights of the cameraSmiling facesgleamed in the sun Many colours mingledLight pinkturned out to be funContinue reading “Cheery Blossomed”