One sweet dream gone sour.One soft heart got scathed.One bullet missing its target. One envelope with no postage stamp. One hope with no assurance. One fool trying to find a oasis amidst sands. One sailor lost at sea.One wish but one too many. This sums me up(If u understand what I mean).
But you are not satisfied with it ,right?Well come back later. I have lent the colours of my soul to a wandering butterfly, to whom I gave my dreams,my aspirations,my hopes;with the ardent desire to see the tiny flicker of its wings- to see the light reflect a thousand colours on a melting pot.
Tragic glow of the last sunset, enchanting harmony of a gently flowing river , moistness of morning grass - it had all. I loved the display that metamorphosed me. I lost my vibrant colours in this strange path to madness, by chasing my weird destiny through a dark labyrinth. My tireless race in time and space will continue 4 d ages to come unless a piece of puzzle is solved. One last work left to do-riding over waves of ecstasy,convincing myself all is lost 4 good.Just when u think i am a fool,risking my sanity for momentary ocular pleasure, I tell u man u can see only one side of d coin;my entity is lost no doubt but the butterfly can go to places where I can never go in my lifetime. It stands 4 something truly magnificent which I can never be how hard I may try.
Sometimes in life best things are free and my thoughts are my most prized possessions-my best friend as well as my most resilient enemy.My comforter and my tormentor. Darkness and light. Two faces of the same coin. The one I just now tossed up.
2 comments:
Well,when a butterfly sits on a flower,(not in the crude bological sense)it takes a little,may b a lot,of fragrance and colour from the flower.
But does it mean that the flower will lose all its colour???If anirban,my frnd,u say that u have lent ur soul's colours to a butterfly,so that ur dreams can become its,and its vision urs-u cannot become empty my frnd,u will get enriched
Thats how i think.One who might find this topic of urs "cracked",as u have mentioned later,should know that this world needs creative,imaginative people like u,who think and see not like others do.
Tc,keep writing
See Anirban, i would like to say...its a beautiful amalgamation of thoughts and reality, imagination and fantasy....its beautifully written....
See maybe you have not thought this way...but i feel the butterfly is your imagination, your dream, your inspiration....you have done everything for it, you have provided every colour to it...because it can go places, which you cannot...
Every human does this...you have done no wrong and nothing different...because this makes you emotionally more human...more worthy of this life....
A person who provides colour to his imagination than providing colour to his life...is philosophically far superior...and you are on the right path...
take care...keep writing..
DHAVAL
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