Back With Fantasies..

With few strokes of vibrant...

Some hues of ecstasy...

Few here and their tinge of fierceness...

Few splashes of excitement...

Some humor, some grace...

Some still in awestruck wonderment...

Covers up for the canvas prints...

Of the essence of life...

That's been adorned...

And with all that sustains...

And a lot more that's bygone...

With the roots rooted deeply...

Hidden in some corner of the monotonous course...

Lies the desires long Lost with time...

Now, like the waves of the oceans...

Do they cross the mind...

Once in a while...

And I'm here all alive...

Once again, with the jubilance...

Kid-like I thought I'd lost growing up...

Now, with all the charm of the visions and dreams...

Embedded with the luster of living the imaginations...

That's been crowding the mind...

Now, not for once, like a visitor...

But the owner of the decisions...

To routing the voyage...

Towards the bottom of my mind...

Where the precious jewels are locked...

Not known to me too,

Once with creative stimulation,

Beginning with baby steps...

The oceans of the gem's start revealing itself...

And with them do I get lost.

In the world not known to one... But for me...

Which forms the ambit...

Distinguishing fantasy with reality...

And most promising for me to own...