గ్రంథాలయం
ప్రొఫైల్
Blissful Bloom
Blissful Bloom
1 min
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Somewhere...
In the outskirts of fun and frolic
In the midst of alluring night life
I find mounds of grief
Spilling over from untold stories
Impacting serene blessed space of divine
Somewhere...
In the distant orchards of melancholy
I find unnerving stillness
That pierces through the heart
Destroys essence
Drifts me away from the goal of spirituality
And I remain buoyant
In the sea of folly
Sometimes...
I bury my cluelessness
In the alley of drooping silence
To be able to peep into a nostalgic trail
Hone my perception to remain away
From pale imitation of bliss.
Sometimes...
I crave for soulful rhythm and rhyme
Not just a place in space
But also in time
To boost my sagging morale
Bloom as per ordain of Supreme.
