Short Prose - A Happy Moment.

And as I looked up to the sky, it all seemed so, routine. Eddie Vedder was playing, and I could feel that with every pluck of the guitar string, a chill went through my body. A chill, which gave me warmth. The 'just another day' suddenly felt beautiful. Every quanta, every drop of the river of time, flowing softly seemed to brighten the day, like it was calling me to bask in it and find peace. With the soft wind flew hair, like the slow, warm ocean currents. And a smile, as true, as right as rain followed. I decided to remain quiet, as it was the sound of silence, louder than words which was slowly carving that happy moment. Time was a slut no more, it was a wizard, showering glittered magic on me. On us. Every touch of which turned my vital signs off, with every touch fell my level of sanity, and with every touch I realised, the beauty of life.

Poem - The One

Thank you,

For being the column of my arch.

For being the beauty of my heart.

For being the one who takes a stand.

For being there to hold my hand.

Thank you,

For healing me when I did lacerate.

For cheering me up whatever bring fate.

For fixing up my Achilles' Heel.

For beauty of life making me feel.

My micro-cosmos has no one but you.

I behold to you, for being true.

I held your hand, this delirium I escaped.

And in this golden moment, my life was shaped.

For me you're the night, you're the day.

We'd be infinity, if we would stay.

So let's forth on this heavenly track.

All I ask from you is,

To love me back.

Poem - The Leather Shoe

Done and dusted, I watch the sun set.

Walk the unwalked, get sordid and wet.

I've got a twin, too, we have long walks.

Many priceless moments, many silent talks.

Together we were worn, coalesced we both.

For this journey of countless miles, we set forth.

Through dusk and dawn, we worn ourselves out.

But enjoyed ourselves, 'cause we both were stout.

But time's changed, it's not the same anymore.

I liked greens under me, like them journeys before.

We used to climb a thousand hills.

Jumping above rocks, all the thrills.

I recall all those days, in this rack.

Hoping to get the sun, get on the journeys back.

I know my fate, soon I will be thrown.

And only as a piece of leather, will I be known.