CRY IN THE HOUSE

CRY IN THE HOUSE

A Poem by Blessed Vagrant
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Now in this moment,someone just entered the world and someone just left..

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It was in the middle of a ravenous night

The pollens are trying to figure a way out daintily

Nested underneath the crust of the holy petals

Fomenting the immaculate aroma

Hauling the daisy out into the beauteous garden

For the heydays of the effulgent springs are here

To blossom the florets in the turret of existence

There arose a twinkling diamond in the perpetual blues

Lugging a cry out of a fresh novice voice

As an augury of the imminent mirth

Indicating the inevitable birth

There in the same eternal marine skies

In the same labyrinth of glittering gardens

A star has fallen down

Having traversed through all the lanes

The exhausted star posed to the peaces

To be in an ultimate state of resting

Provoking rippling waves of tears

Since the glorious summers turned in to dry out the rivers

To satisfy the portents of incessant cessation

The twilight ultimately has come immersing the sun to show up the moon

That night, the piano produced two musical notes of dissonance

The lyrics of the tracks are the same

But not the sounds and the pitches!

 

© 2014 Blessed Vagrant


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Blessed Vagrant
Blessed Vagrant

Hyderabad, Telangana, India



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I'am the servant, the king and the citizen of my world that does not have any boundaries and does not show any discrimination. You can be a part of my world because it's your's too. " Harmony Every.. more..

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