Thanks to Sunita Jugran
Finished part 2
Here's the full poem.
Feeling peevish.
Daily poetry on demand
like poetry on a tap
Can just run out of steam
Or become a belabored
Rhyme scheme.
I will write on a whim.
I will not assign a theme
'What dreams may come'
To my hearth
'What lies beneath'
Unearth
Well I see creamy golden slopes
Where sunlight with green leaves elope.
I see God's creation awash with light
Shadows accentuating their delight.
I can feel the earth turn on its plane
Yet another dizzy degree then
We are star travellers
Illuminated beings
Our perceived rest
Is mighty motions
Of greater things....
(Contd....Part 2)
To come
Or yet to be dreamt
The universe is a
powerhouse,
Of things potent.
Our thoughts and prayers
Ideas and feelings
Our daydreaming castles
Inner meanderings
Are pluripotent cells
Stemming new worlds
Expanding limens of
Universes untold.
We are genies in a bottle
Till our power is tapped
We are Djinns of thought
Around our consciousness
Reality wrapt.
Lookee! the candle flame flickers
The shadows grow wicked
The evil stepmother
Snow White's incapacitated
Alladin's Magic tent
Transformed to palace overnight
Look how we create illusions
Reality from light.
Let there be light
Spake a Word
So true
From Nada
Came chaos
From Chaos
Sense grew.
Living is an
Act of will
Living is dynamic will
To survive
To revive
Even trees that
Stand still
Replenish the air
We breathe
Life is movement
The flow of will.
There's never any standing still
We power our private universes
Ideas are our fuel
Our emotions and thoughts
Create and empower
A Supreme Collective Will.
(c) Amrita Valan 2018
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