Lekhny composition -03-Feb-2024

Satyam Tiwari

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Lekhny composition -03-Feb-2024

My Garden

Under the moon gift of pearl packed by silver lining of moon.

Gave my heart on her feet but she walked away without word utterance.

Her no socked 440 v current in my heart , negative sea in the body.

On my hands collect the emotions and planted in the form of thorns in my garden.

Under moonless sky with silence of darkness , a somber air around.

Lost dear friends, childhood ship broke in half.

My youth lost its green and winter invites fall rain.

Dead emotions , stopped the steps moving and feel stuck.

Both hands mould the loss and dead flowers digged in soil my garden.

Tired of getting fired from the job , I drank it up.

Tired of no in recruitment and no in job continuation.

Heavy stone of doubt growing in my mind , weighing me down.

With both hands I mould the emotion in form of stone and throw it out in the garden.

Met my mother after heavy snowfall , peace arrived in air.

She hugged me tight and her touch reduced me to a kid with no worry.

Joy has held me in arms , giving me smile of no reason.

The joy and warmth I plant with roses , tulip beautiful colours in the garden.