Flare!

Clueless she moves around in search of her soul, On a quest seemingly unceasing.....
There was hope which was burning, Deep inside evidently unfaltering.....

Will she see again? Will she sketch again?

He found his way in her route and in the sands he lay like the brightest mirage
She was a wanderer with a dream, walked with a desire of halting at the last edge.
He knew it but still continued until she fell for his trick.
'It was so intense, it couldn't be an illusion', she thought.
She has been a traveler all the while on a quest-- to finally make it right..
'It is for her, it is true', she believed.

But could ever a palm hold those sand-grains. If at all, for how long?
She could try making her abode but it wouldn't settle.
Not for wind, Not for rain..
So those grains left her with only the traces of it's occurrence--once.
Was it just today or has she been like this since ages?
Such is sorrow-- imprints on the heart-bed or floats above, plaguing thoughts but it lingers...

She grieves..! The tears blinded her terribly and the heart told her- it has given up on creating visions....

I've been to places, I've traveled roads

But I found peace whenever I looked at you.
I've loved, many relation's I've made
But I got solace in your embrace.
I've learnt subjects, I've lived dreams
But I attained wisdom as ever I touched your feet.

They say that only change is persistent ,

I SAY THERE IS ONE THING CONSISTENT
THAT IS THE LOVE OF MAA AND PAPA :)

My #lovely parents -- life with you is existence and I will carry you in my arms till its entirety, I promise!