Life

Memories afresh as dew clad on the fresh grass,
a fullstop never does it has,
in all its silent beauty n subtle grace
always leaves us with an unuttered phrase...

In the deep,dark,drowsy shades of mind,
there lies the slender nests of these myriad glowmoths
capturing the unsurpassed delights
all those cherished,treasured moments
which brightens the past n lightensup the rest.

the luminance that grows strong with
each n every crack of the dawn...
for life is just a
struggle to enhance this radience..
before the sunset in the welkin of spirit.