Reality….

The birds chirp and announce the start of the day,
As you slowly open the drapes,
And rays of Sun turn you golden,
Magical, splendid, like a work of art,
Exquisite only for me,
The wind plays with your hair,
Gently, not to disturb the sheer randomness that they are in,
My eyes absorbing this very moment,
Standing by the window sill, you look to infinity,
Maybe a thought that crossed your mind,
And you bite your lips,
A nerve here turned numb,
My eyes focus on you,
Those lips that speaks volumes,
Soft, like a feather,
That sometimes caresses my hardwood floors,
Brings them floods and warmth,
Of something celestial, godly, natural,
I hold on to this moment, this sensation,
My words a travesty to what you create,
Everyday as you kiss me morning,
And call my name,
I smile as reality seems mesmerising,
As reality is youโ€ฆ..

37 thoughts on “Reality….

  1. Nicely crafted Kumar!!! You are on a run with your writing everyday right now.
    love the beauty of the poem in the moment catching the wind in your hair and the visual of
    “Those lips that speaks volumes,
    Soft, like a feather,
    That sometimes caresses my hardwood floors,
    Brings them floods and warmth”……. all such beautiful gifts of the morning and the singing birds. โค๏ธ Cindy

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    1. Good Morning and Thank you Cindy. I am glad you liked this one. ๐Ÿ˜‡ I usually get so bored getting towards 12 am that I tend to pickup my phone and write something. This is all the result of a bachelor life. Hahaha. ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚
      Also, I had made a promise to myself some two months back to write everyday no matter what and I have been writing everyday since. Now it has become a part of my routine. If I do not write, I feel something is missing. Also, it helps me pass some time. I donโ€™t read that much so itโ€™s either this or Instagram which I have deactivated for the moment. ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜…
      I wrote this imagining how a morning would be when everything that I have imagined will someday come true. Maybe this would be a future story, maybe something different. Letโ€™s see. ๐Ÿ˜‡โค๏ธ

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  2. Wow!
    It’s captures that one moment so beautifully when you open your eyes and see your ‘mesmerising reality’ as you said in the poem….. and you close your eyes hoping it’s not a dream. Makes you smile!

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      1. I am slowly getting there. My ex-students are advertising for me so i am not worrying abt anythg. They r my best bet. Thanks for asking. Meanwhile, i had just baked a few cakes and they are on fire; ppl are paying for them and I am running between my desk and the kitchen :))
        P.S Do read my post on introducing yourself. It’s got a surprise for u.

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      2. Its good that you are getting somewhere. Moving is always better than staying still. ๐Ÿ˜‡
        Wow, you bake cakes. Thatโ€™s so so good. ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜. My love affair with cakes is so much that I need proper barriers for me to avoid them. Haha. Who Doesnโ€™t love cakes?
        Ooh. I am on my way. ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡

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  3. Oh wow! You took a moment, a single moment and put it into words with so many colours of your writing.
    I smiled as I read these lines :
    “Everyday as you kiss me morning,
    And call my name,
    I smile as reality seems mesmerising,
    As reality is youโ€ฆ..”

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    1. Well I always imagine how it would feel like when one is at peace and when they have someone that loves them with all their heart. Wouldnโ€™t it be beautiful to see that same very person everyday? Isnโ€™t loyalty beautiful?

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