Strings attached

I wrote my heart out many a times before

every time it came, a new color was born

surrendering to will of heart, i win

servile to my senses, i loose

time can grow but not fall or rise who ever interchange places

every fall much steeper, every rise much higher

efforts seek to bridge the fall, Grace dictates thine rise

Cry of cock or song of a cuckoo, Does it bring forth the dawn?

Collapsing situations brings dead silence to life

despair makes journey towards fertile land of hope

flute should have holes to tune in music

sound of joy, spurts in those struggles life has

to be raising, to be fighting, to be nourishing

fun of game is in 'thinking' we are winning or losing

Continents have to be crossed, clouds get to be throned!

Oh helpless birds, do you have a choice but to keep flying?

Surf riders don't catch pearls so does the success

Latex of a tree stay much longer than any fame of the world

Heroes came & went, Moment this don't know them yet

Has thee conquered the generosity of the Sun or the patience of Earth

Has thee bettered the compassion of Air, Detachment of the river or

The silence of the Cosmos, that beholds thee?

The Supreme Creator why should wear all these masks

Don't you see, my friend, You a puppet yet to discover your string?

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