A Substitute for Paradise

“ Success is not permanent. The same is also true of failure.” - Dell Crossword

 Engulfed by my own thoughts about its impeccable white sand, cool breeze and the last strokes of the evening sunlight sparkling on the roaring waves, tumultuous in its own positive ways, it struck me and my walk down memory lane, but now I seem desperate to get to the sublime island once more. The complete transparent memories with my fellow excursionists and the tears left by us after the trip borders was a sign of proof revealing that how much I loved the place! It’s time that I reciprocate the irremediable fun I received from there. Some tactful thoughts could make my mind wander about the same. I had to convince my mind to open my hidden desire. But my conscience spoke. To escape the dissatisfaction through my controlling superstitions, an intellectual plan was made, though futile. A mixture of prudent words was all what I did!

A sense of obsequiousness is needed to a limit in every individual. I had crossed my limits. I could flatter anyone from my point of view but to the listener, it seemed delicate and appreciative. Even though filled with gratifying words and burning emotions, I couldn’t succeed in giving myself the elegance to convince anyone. My mind swelled up wallowing and wailing at the thought of the failure of my plan. A flicker of thoughts suddenly aroused that may be sometime I might get a chance to live life, king size, that is back to the island. Better late than never! But there was a preposterous feeling within me, when my friends discovered my ever-wanting desire, and that I wanted to get there once more. After all, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. Now, am totally surprised by the inexperienced comments I experienced, and melodramatic humiliation too. All these counterfeit illusions could capture my smile and would make my journey of life despondent. So, to remain satisfied and complacent and was all what I could do!

Lakshadweep, I will miss you! :)

Complexities in the Solitary World

Climbing on to the complexity that made her so restless,
She stared blankly at the moonlit patch of grass.
With the obscure thoughts in her mind,
And everlasting thoughts that wouldn't pass.
Swelled with a turmoil of undefined emotions,
She cleared off the tears from her topaz eyes.
She lay depressedly in the tranquil environment,
Engulfed in the reverberating voices of unlimited cries.
Her worries seemed to be unknowingly futile,
As she walked down the lonely road.
She wondered her purpose in the fraudulent world,
As her tethering depressions finally slowed.
She never uttered a word that day,
For she waited and waited.
Bored by the view of the enchanted,
There only was a big wish that she awaited.
Years passed, still the lone maiden waited for a company, even though antsy.
Her hair strewn as if strings of fire, on her delicate face.
Her pleads and cries were all in vain.
She remained alone in the solitary place.
The lone maiden intense by what she whispered,
And the words of wit which reflected her fake existence in the ball of fire.
Still she came across nothing but another stream of bad luck,
Thus she looked upon to her burning desire.

A Call From Heaven

She stood silently on the path of virtue.
A path that just led her nowhere.
Drifting in tranquility towards Paradise,
Thoroughly washed with affection and care.
Her eyes sparkled at the two beaming eyes,
That studied her, hidden at a far - off distance.
She walked subconsciously towards them with a flawless face,
That rejuvenated her mundane existence.
She didn't realize about her unknown fallacy.
And she moved closer and closer.
But then the hidden eyes frantically disappeared,
As they saw her deceptively coming nearer.
A gush of the cold wind blew,
And she stopped and looked around restlessly.
Her searching eyes revealed the sudden action.
Yet she walked towards the long - awaited destination steadily.
Voices started to reverberate nearby.
Her eye just let fall a drop of tear.
To quell her emotions and the grief,
She gulped down her intimidating fear.
Still with the turmoil of thoughts in her mind.
She stood humbly like an angel from above.
As calm as she could be in that tranquil place,
And as peaceful as a debonair dove.
She returned home with dazing memories.
Yet didn’t get a chance to reveal them.
A place in the solitary world, she lived in.
She looked blankly at the dark sky, blaming her secret for her phlegm.
Time progressed but she didn't.
She climbed up the ladder to misfortune.
Alas! Mortality crossed her way.
She willingly said "Good - bye" to the solitary world too soon.
The heavenly call that had attracted her,
Even after years, reminded the lone maiden.
She thought of that old ancient god in disguise,
As she proceeded for her shift to the Garden Of Eden.