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There was no wishlist,
Boring lectures were all gloomy without any twist.
Was waiting for a miracle as days were passing;
Nothing seemed special only numbers were adding to the monotonous aging.
One fine evening, a blissful wind blew me off the track, while passing closely…
Dragged me out of my misery and brightened mornings with cape jasmines only.
© AlvnaK
The wheel, continuously spinning;
As the time is gradually passing by…
Indulging in the drowsiness,
Will tackle, anytime soon; won’t stop the try…
There was a time, her torments were spacious;
Tears were leaving scars behind, making her frail.
Soft cheeks were getting rougher,
Just like the desert seeks for rain…
This time, this very time is indeed so precious,
And the wounded bird won’t waste her tear again.
© AlvnaK
Covered with pink rose petals…
The green field, covered with pink petals here and there,
Seemed like a massacre at first;
To get the full view one will have to see from top.
She rolled her eyes looking at the extravagant situation!
Then she screamed!
Why?!
At a close distant, behind the willow trees, there’s a tree house!
Inside the tree house, fairy lights were covered all over the ceiling.
Lava lamps along with the gigantic moon lamp was nicely organized highlighting pastel colored splash paintings on the wall.
A printed version on canvas of the famous mural ‘Girl with Balloon’ by Banksy was displayed on the other side of the wall.
It reminded her trip to Amsterdam, visiting Moco Museum.
There was fluffy pillows all over the floor that seemed like clouds…
She tiptoed and went close to the window to see the view from top & witnessed pink rose petals that seemed like caused a massacre earlier, actually crafted one beautiful dream catcher!
The last paragraph of this post was a bit different. For some reason changed the dark ending. Life is complicated and not about rainbows and butterflies. But to justify the title ‘Beautiful Delusion’, couldn’t finish the way thought before.
Though in the end it’s all a delusion, doesn’t mean we will have to surrender ourselves to life’s complications but to stay hopeful for the good stuffs and keep striking back.
© AlvnaK
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