Blinded by the purest vision of reality,
You run towards the mirage of surreal sensibility,
Beyond the ever probing mind of facts and figures,
Hidden at the pit of speckless mindful fixtures
Woven for a purpose, with a delicate art,
Colours of rainbow amid the dusty beam,
There is the jewel placed for everyone’s heart,
That will leave you in a childish gleam
Letting go off the dewdrop to fall of,
Is missing the very reflection of life,
There is the jewel placed for everyone’s heart
That will leave you in a childish gleam.
Amid that ruffles on dry dead leaves,
Lies the beautiful life, ever growing
© 2010 Anuj Nair
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