Sunday, October 16, 2016

Emotions of Unborns...!!

God when he was done, making the moon and a huge ball of fire
Creating earth became exhaustive for him and not a work of desire

His life since has been mundane, monotonous and all that boring 
Wondered our lord, why this earth isn’t becoming real & something 

Why not I take a break, why not I stop and laze
Why not I eat something, breathe something and have a gaze

Tired were his hands and face, with half closed but open eyes
God could see the setting sun, beneath the dusky western sky 

Other side in the east, the sky was yet not so dark, 
But it already got filled with giggles of the twinkling stars

All of them encouraging the moon, to rise and shine until the dawn
Apprehensive was the state of mind as it was a nervous new moon

Young was the moon as a crescent shining, balanced on both the edge
Like a boat tied at a river bank, floating in silence with all its grace

What if I tilt a bit this beautiful bright little but sharp crescent?
Was something God thought in those relaxed & clam moments

With no plan in mind and a reason why to get it done
Almighty tilted the moon’s crescent just for his own fun

Darkness which followed the dusk, made god go in deep sleep
Only to get up early next day to work as project earth wasn’t complete

Meanwhile the emotions from unborn, who were living on this new moon
Happily made it an abode, somehow for god this secret remained unknown

The tilt made all them shake, startled, jump, run and roll 
Slipping through the edge of moon, downwards in a free fall 

So it happened to emotions, when they fell from the moon 
They fell upon earth, kept beneath lying unfinished & unknown 

Those emotions from unborn when they met incomplete earth
They mixed, blended and gave it, shape color life and worth

Earth in those days didn’t had anything on surface or motions
It never became heavenly, until it caught those falling emotions 

Desire to give back, became the land, vast fertile clayey & plane, 
They fed and nourished forever, like a mother does to her children.

Hope decided to rise above and became mystic mountains, 
Perseverance filled them with snow forests fog trees and rain. 

The immovable peaks of determination always stood to their ground, 
Forging bravery glory courage spreading them all around. 

Love flowed everywhere and become meandering rivers, 
Skipping jumping falling & flooded, yet remained calm with compassion. 

Carrying nourishment in their flow and waves full of kind affection, 
Blessed the earth with prosperity and took away all the depression. 

Hatred & envy were cruel and always felt so hostile 
Every time they conspired and never made anyone smile 

Freedom made itself the breeze and winds of free will 
Blowing from corner to corner, bringing heat, fragrance & chill

Anger became volcano and started erupting all the fire,  
Shacked the earth burnt the jungle, all the hope and desire

Happiness decided not to stay but rose above the ground 
It went on to become those lovely black and white floating cloud. 

With them falling onto earth, it became complete so beautiful, 
Still there were more emotions on their way and yet to fulfill. 

When they realized for them, the earth do not have any room, 
They felt miserable, became dull, and looked so sad with all the gloom. 

So together they thought and thought and found one another way, 
All of them stretched their arm and held each other from getting away. 

Together they brought earth & moon into a sacred & heavenly bond
And made them with each other always so happy and ever so fond