BITTERSWEET THOUGHTS

I do not want to dry commonly,
I want to sacrifice my leaves blissfully,

I do not want to scattered like stars in sky,
I want to scattered like the happiness in the surrounding,

I do not want to be gone for the people’s mind,
I want to be forever like the pole star in the heart of scarlet sky,

I do not want to be occuper for the golden light,
I want to be the golden light to travel all alone in mauve sky to reach the god and Goddess.

I want to die to rememberence for million lucky stars shaded down from the earth.




BY-HARSHITA PANDEY