Pebbles And Wave

Pebbles

The pebbles on the garden pavement never complain

When the gardener hauls soil and fertiliser

In the wheelbarrow over them

With hope in their eyes, they bear the pain.

They all are nurturing the petals of roses and sunflowers

To their glorious bright bloom.

Will they reach their destination and carry the sweet fragrance around

Or will die a premature death getting plucked in the hands of a heartless?

Wave

Behind the waves and smile,

Happiness looses it's way to the eyes.

Remains behind the pupils.

Un-endingly waiting for another moment.

Tidal waves banging heads on shore's barre chest

Deep sea is meditative, eyes closed and lips sealed

The unanswered questions melt in silence

Till they are empowered by the moon.