It is evening time the sun is still out
It is summer and the month of May
I can hear the sound of the vehicles on the road, though I am sitting in the 04 wall of my office.
I can hear the noise of the kids in the play-fields which are no where near to my office.
The sound of the vehicles which were going back home & the noise of the kids on the play-fields cheering up their partners
Disturbed the tranquility of my mind
For the reason I was sitting away from home working on weekend to earn my livelihood.
Fighting some odds as I was eager for some lauds.
Well, my mind was tired with the hassle of daily life-style
Needed a break, hence praying for the sunset in a little while.
For the reason I had fallen in love with the darkness
And those stars up in the sky which used to beautify the mother nature at night.
The night that was responsible for me loving myself
and my 'DEAR DIARY'.
And then I felt it going to the another level of glory.
Well that glory was all 'MIRAGE'
And I told myself that its a 'SABOTAGE'.
There was, now, no need to glorify the level of love; As
I finally realized that my falling in love with the night was all natural
because my love with the DARKNESS, DIARY & YOU is always REAL.
- Pushkin Channan
It is summer and the month of May
I can hear the sound of the vehicles on the road, though I am sitting in the 04 wall of my office.
I can hear the noise of the kids in the play-fields which are no where near to my office.
The sound of the vehicles which were going back home & the noise of the kids on the play-fields cheering up their partners
Disturbed the tranquility of my mind
For the reason I was sitting away from home working on weekend to earn my livelihood.
Fighting some odds as I was eager for some lauds.
Well, my mind was tired with the hassle of daily life-style
Needed a break, hence praying for the sunset in a little while.
For the reason I had fallen in love with the darkness
And those stars up in the sky which used to beautify the mother nature at night.
The night that was responsible for me loving myself
and my 'DEAR DIARY'.
And then I felt it going to the another level of glory.
Well that glory was all 'MIRAGE'
And I told myself that its a 'SABOTAGE'.
There was, now, no need to glorify the level of love; As
I finally realized that my falling in love with the night was all natural
because my love with the DARKNESS, DIARY & YOU is always REAL.
- Pushkin Channan
It's nice as you said Mr Pushkin
ReplyDeletetoo gud pushkin :)
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