Raptures And Rhythms
Raptures And Rhythms


One sultry summer evening
Breeze played truant
Sans sign of flowing
Sun was on the move
On the dotted lines of groove
Chased dusk at horizon
Faded further...
To a state oblivion
My being ...
Engulfed in a pool of transition
Did count on
Sighs and reminiscences
To prune perception
Feeling of torn
Made inroads to choke
Tributaries of resources
Left my battered soul
To endless brooding
And tedious ways
Just the
n
Like a flash of lightning
In a dark night
A strand of thought
With subtle coating of
Figments of imagination
Strayed from nowhere
To save me from the plight
The intense feeling
Honed my perseverance and yearn
Helped deftly weave
Each waft of word and action
Fair share of flair
Bloomed right after
Inspired innings
To score more
Embellished miles of
Raptures and rhythms
Opening new vistas
For a glorious chapter.