The Callosum Moor Poem by Varsha M

Calls me all the more
To the enriching greenary
Smothering every evil germinating
With every lash of cheating
Under its looks, so mesmerizing.
As far as my sight could reach
The serene look rules high
Compositly filling every emptiness
That once became my crowning prince
Menacing my life with its jigsaw sketch.
Admiring the glorious creation
I never knew how fast time flew
Embracing the adieuing sun
With perfect blend of orange and crimson
Kissing the elegant green at horizon.
Soul feels blessed to witness
The wondrous mixture of colours
Far far away from world drenched in clumsiness
I take a niche in nature unique
Hugging the peace I always wished.


Bouts of happiness
Is though little in quantity
Works miracles within fractions.
The life that seemed hopeless
Suddenly breathes life awesome
Forgetting all that was painful.

Bouts of happiness
Is the scintillating gold in us
The treasure so precious.
Even though very very old
Turning the pages, deep down burried
Often brings smile whatever be our milleu background.

Jouissance is always evergreen
Treasuring them is greatest benefaction.

Written on 27 May 2020.10: 43 am.