Sunday, July 7, 2024

Heaven unknown

You may be to the land of gold,  

Treasures of past and science.

U may be to the skies,  

Place of lust and wonder.

U may be to the reality,

the existent,thou truth seeker.

U may be to the places

beyond my dimensions

Of horizon after the seventh sea. 

U may be to the places 

unknown to me, 

But u will never find the place 

I live. 


There is this secret place in me, 

With flying angels and lily blossoms,  

Beaming flowers O'kissing, 

caressing butterflies, 

Whistling breeze hymning 

tacit lullabies. 

 

There is this secret place in me, 

An enticing terrain, enchanted within, 

With Floating blissful river of charm.

My mystifying garden of peace

Scribbled to a lovely poem.


U may be to the places unknown to me

But u will never find the place i live.


Dont try to stop by, to watch the

Mesmerising greens, 

To the infectious captivation 

Of ardent aroma.

Because, the place i live,

is exquisite obsession. 

Bewitched, u will never be 

able to flee from..


Go forgotten In between 

the missing Words, 

In boundless thought

Of an addictive verse.


There is this secret place in me, 

Where peacocks dance, birds sing

With murmuring deep-blue sea

And intoxicating wildness. 


Where i can be the queen of my kingdom 

Where i could get lost forever

And never come back.


-p.k.s.v.

©mindroots


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