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Agonising beauty.


The vibrant bluish colour that the sky flaunts, Violet, pink, yellow and red, All the colours that nature has thrown to the petals of flowers, The green leaves swinging around, The melody of crystals hitting the earth, The scent of the wet mud, Those colourful wings trying to touch the white clouds scattered in the blue sky, The cold breeze that makes your heart warm, Beauty so alluring that your soul takes a sigh of relief. And you stand behind the window with bars. The most you can do is to stare out at the beauty, Drink it all with your eyes before it starts watering, Inhale it all before the shutter is closed. Wait! until the doors are open for you to step out. Till then, Keep dreaming, have faith and believe.
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