The Roads That Leads To The Luminous Infinite.

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The road leads to the unknown seclusion

In a gloomy forlorn night.

Where dense, dark fog has wrought penetrating silence with majestic sight.

The snowflakes has spread a frozen blanket,

Among the heavy overgrowthes lined up the path heading to unforeseen.

The thrush yonder there, hastily flew away from the turrets 

Breaking the night-long silence that prevails 

All the way.

The ominous shrill of the owl from the cote with peeping eyes breaks darkness in pieces-

Along the bushy elm trees and the pines. There goes a long way upto the cottage...

From where there comes a light, glowing amidst darkish disdain.

I at once started walking with a hope enkindled in heart 

For meeting someone waiting years long perhaps for me

With quivering lips and trembling hands longing to embrace her beloved.

Or, perhaps for mine, for whom warmth of proximity will make my frozen heart melting again.

gleaming with enkindled hope, 

I have trodden the way with maddening thirst  for someone with eager eyes.

For whom, my years long quest will be satiated, I am sure !

Whoever she is !  the light has befallen onto the way of the woods and enthralled  me to travel until we meet together.

Yes ! There a hope lingers at the end of each and every painful and sorrowful experience.

The Roads That Leads To The Luminous Infinite.

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The road leads to the unknown seclusion

In a gloomy forlorn night.

Where dense, dark fog has wrought penetrating silence with majestic sight.

The snowflakes has spread a frozen blanket,

Among the heavy overgrowthes lined up the path heading to unforeseen.

The thrush yonder there, hastily flew away from the turrets 

Breaking the night-long silence that prevails 

All the way.

The ominous shrill of the owl from the cote with peeping eyes breaks darkness in pieces-

Along the bushy elm trees and the pines. There goes a long way upto the cottage...

From where there comes a light, glowing amidst darkish disdain.

I at once started walking with a hope enkindled in heart 

For meeting someone waiting years long perhaps for me

With quivering lips and trembling hands longing to embrace her beloved.

Or, perhaps for mine, for whom warmth of proximity will make my frozen heart melting again.

gleaming with enkindled hope, 

I have trodden the way with maddening thirst for someone with eager eyes.

For whom, my years long quest will be satiated, I am sure !

Whoever she is ! the light has befallen onto the way of the woods and enthralled me to travel until we meet together.

Yes ! There a hope lingers at the end of each and every painful and sorrowful experience.