Happiness you did want in my words,
New Sparks you asked,
In the isles forbidden
Fresh beats you await to hear,
From the illicit, insatiable red void,
Need not frown on the above verse,
Cuz I’m happy from within.
Rallentendo mind at ease with time,
But time does cheat me with its pace.
It alters my pain,
And I land up standing at the very ‘start’ of the race.
Now I feel the breeze brush my face,
With arrogation of its own,
With a new charge, without a sad trace
Life with a shambolic twist, a turn with endeavors,
I go, know not whilst.
Greens with pretentious of their own,
Indigos up away with no zenith have ahead grown.
Grown beyond one may consider the horizon.
Thoughts more enraptures with a new pun.
Your prophecy, id one of them come true.
But was surrogated with a new hue
You did predict the second one too,
But for it to be true are chances very few.
For it was but a simple ecstasy,
But another, I plead
Let it be serendipity to me
It will be in my retrospection for sure, and again.
Need not frown on the above verse,
As I’m happy and all allured.
By S.S. (Little Miss)
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