Beyond, the Sunrise - Pt. 1
Poetry Beams # 32
This writing is about a subtle morning trek, which I’m sure we all must have treaded, at some point of time. It may be along with friends, family, or pets. For the sheer joy I’ve had while writing it, I’ve split it into two parts, the second part will be out soon. Stay tuned, Read along.
Uphill, along those rocks
We travel, coursing hard walks.
The steps want something,
A glimmer of hope, anything.
I stroke each flower, along the way
Desired, wanted, in every way.
I see the shining sun, slumbered
from a night, rested.
Wanting to derail, our journey
”Go fetch, your own attorney”
It says, with sluggish contempt.
Demeans, our every step, every attempt.
The stories from trees await us,
we stay put, in our thought bus.
How they give shadows, listen to secrets
we want to hear all, unpopular and best.
Offering shades of calmness,
helping every rider, selfless.
We shall listen to all, patiently
Even if you burn us, impatiently.
…(contd.)
