Winds of Change

A strong wind, Aeolian paradise,
Message floats away, picked up by the wind,
Caught shamelessly by the vicious & thorny flowers,
It bleeds and bleeds until death,

A new lease of life,
Nurtured until the wings reappear,
Wind dies,
But this time, confidence soars

Way of Life

Withering whispers,
A smile from the weird sisters,
Time slips in to the future,
Just, swaying backwards and forwards,

A leap across the gilded sun,
And all that makes us run,
From hither and thither,
Oh! This life, ain’t it fun?

Pick yourself, from every fallen stair,
Let the blood & tear evaporate,
For, just play your part and be lost
Care not, what it cost,

Shadows of another day,
Long drawn, and dark,
Just a reminder,
Of a long night to come,

Way of life and starry nights,
Wicked throes of passionate bites,
Slithering smile on the lips of heaven,
Wallows and thunders, at this hour of eleven