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Tuesday, August 9, 2011

My Sunshine

Looking for the sunshine,
my heart is too upbeat,
for this morning time.

The quietness yet I am not alone,
while walking this path,
I am strangely singing a happy song.

I look left and I look right,
It is just nature in the sight,
so, I run and take my flight.

         *    *    *    *    *

Before, I knew I was in the air,
Looking beneath at the small enormous things,
the dry fields with a dark green layer.

Then, when I looked up,
I saw a blue shimmer of sky,
and heard an inner violin asking – “Wassup?”

I closed my eyes and smiled,
to feel, to soak,
the soft morning sunshine.

         *    *    *    *    *

Nobody holds me.
Nothing holds me.
Nothing actually ever did.
But, I am actually wondering,
what took me so long,
to take this flight,
It was easy,
It is fun,
And this sunshine is all,
that I ever wanted.
Everything else was just,
its sheer reflection.

Copyright © 2013 Ankita Kashyap
 






2 comments:

  1. Quite expressive,like it :)
    Btw.whats ur gmail add?

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  2. Thank you Junaid!
    The poem was somewhere derived from morning walk experiences at the outer periphery of the college, near the library area. :)

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