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poetry

Hope

A loud gust shrilled in my ear,
Sharply the eyes looked at fear,
Soaked in pain, with no speck of light,
Deep rumbles with sparks in night.

Alone somewhere deep hope strives,
A little beam of rainbow reckons the wise,
The greys sorround, sorrows seem eternal,
Hands join to the One who shows the light.

Thunder will be tamed and storms would calm,
Hold your breath and see His charm,
The greys will soon ooze a different hue,
Pink will be the sky and life will be new.

The pink sky of the wishes fulfilled,
Breathing dawn into the broken dreams,
Carried a stone and the mountain moved,
With zephyr, the soul will be soothed.

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Thoughts

A fleeting thought..

Mind makes noise and heart listens.

Mind keeps thinking, working the machinery, constantly finding ways to deal and respond. While our heart, it listens as if, with closed eyes and focuses on the feeling. It feels the warmth and the cold.

Heart goes by the vibe and mind with the logic.

No wonder, we are mostly on crossroads between the two.