Pursuit For The Skies
Pursuit For The Skies2 mins 111 2 mins 111
Catching the doorbell ring,
Crackling in pitch, as I was way too late;
Rushing my path to open the door,
In the very peak hour of a Sunday eve.
Stranded apart on the other side of the door;
Donned on brand new wear,
Was my friend with a wide huge smile,
Enough to showoff, for mine to go futile.
He had three big boxes,
And I hoped to make my guess so right;
When he said, would the terrace be fine!
For the dawning Diwali night.
I overwrote the footsteps of my friend,
At the pace of a snail and a tranquil sight;
While we quietly disturbed the darkened air;
In tune with a dull flashlight.
With the only apt-key left;
I began screwing up the lock,
Pushing off the grill and pausing feet for a while;
We paved the way into the no man's block.
I felt my move,
But knew not my whereabouts;
Coz I just got buried under the gloomy moon,
And faced each other as soulful shadows.
I raised my eyes to the sky,
Wondering!! Her beauty is never fading though be the darkest of nights;
So beautiful under the holy heavens,
With colors reigning all over.
Fountains of vibrant light,
Compiled with streaks of golden brightness;
Never ceased emerging from different corners,
While competing the morning sunshine.
On a hot pursuit for the skies!
We simply rendered some, to the farthest heights;
Though a few were a mere trifling,
I leaped to the roof as I did let one;
That out sparkled even the luminous stars.
Moments rolled, by the time-all covers were done,
My friend bid bye blowing out the candlelight;
I thought! I had no idea waiting for anyone,
But, I knew that "a flown rocket will have to land pretty soon".
Gazing the stars and the moon which were the only ones to shine;
The burnt papers that fluttered around my feet,
Blistered sparklers that laid piled up at a hidden edge;
And the dead ashes that glittered even after the fire.
Were the only ones left with me!
All alone!! As I sat on the cold flooded ground,
I wished and felt that :
This colorful Indian festivity wasn't the very end;
Not even the end of the beginning,
But perhaps the beginning of the end for a blissful life to lead.