Floccinaucinihilipilification!

Sometimes the words weren’t enough,

May be it was just the way to

turn to a harbor.

.The winds were whispering something

unheard before and yet

that was always wanted to be heard.

It’s not the affection but yet the

truth of thyself.

The thing that most of us never took that

importantly, But what if everyone was able to

recognize that?

what then happily ever within will rule

over happily ever-after?

But the twist in the story,

Where the Rules were reframed and

values were believed to be re-written.

Now that was where Me meet I ,

this bond existed since birth but never given

that importance and believe.

This was where that barrier would not longer

be a corn for the dreams to follow

the course of heart.

This was where the soul thanks for its own

EXISTENCE!

 

 

The Junction of myths?

 

I shiver when I speak,

I cry when I believe,

My life wasn’t good, because

My dream was a thief.

Everything I thought,

gave this belief a strong obessesion.

But what beholds in the wings of time,

was absolute unknown.

I never wanted it all to happen in such a way,

the time made it all vanish,

abandoned me, for believeing something

i wasn’t  meant for.

The roughness hold the tides,

which could have blowen many minds.

The battle between Me and I,

that many had faced,

and wasn’t able to figure out like I.

The things broke, my heart choked,

It wasn’t the same, but who would

have known.

Me and I were consistent in claws,

but couldn’t deprive me for my laws.

This was the impact of loosing,

that made me fearless as fire,

holding his own flames of destruction.

The person who would have nothing to loose

and fearless enough to make the

dream a reality.

and this was where,

the tail of the legend began,

with a tatoo in his hand.