Abstinence

Dense leaves full of wings beats

A bright sunny day with barren streets

The facet of the world is queer and new

A robe of hope I am trying to sew

Why do I want hundreds of flings?

Now sitting alone flooded with things

Time took a pause and let me envision

Myriads of slant I build with abscission

I lost my moments of frolic and friends

But gained much bliss with many new trends

‘The art of abstaining’ is all I learned

Happiness in empty hands is what I earned

Let the landscape be covered with blossom

Now my needs small, allow the sphere to be awesome

My wits took me back to the age of seed

The glee was unlimited with a tiny pinch of greed

Meaning of life is to give life a meaning

All we need to know is just the ability of weaning