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UNMAPPED I AM

The curious eyes,
Ask me where i begin.
I indicate my initiation lies in the wind,
Where the desires fly wearing their wings.
I inhale the the air brings positivity,
I exhale the fumes of negativity.

The curious ears,
Provoked me to spill out where i end.
I painted a picture of my end lies on the infinite sky,
Where the finishing point creates replica of itself.
I lie in the eden of endless words,
I set my voyage for the conclusion point of ongoing time.

I am a writer,
I write for the decades and ages,
I yet set a new trend of writers' world.
I breathe in the aroma of verse-bubbles,
I never get choked with the harsh stings of words.
I portray the darkness in a piece of paper,
I explain the flashes of lightning in a word.
I wither with the passing days like a pale leaf,
I yet revive with the raindrops in scorching heat of summer.
I survive sipping the juices of poetries,
I will die burning in the flames of letters.
I procrastinate leaving the woods of books,
I vanish in a blink of eyes from a deserted land where the seeds of verses are not sown.
I create the melody and the rhythm,
I end up vandalizing the tunes betray my soul.
I ignore the beauty of red petals of rose,
I adore the sharpness of its thorns.
I carry the message of peace,purity &  loyalty,
I sip the cyclonic desires stir my calm.
I preserve the most deserved work through the medium of my write-ups ,
I fight against the enemy with my ink and pen.
I avoid the colorful motion of life,I trace for the moments lived in the stillness of monochrome.

Their capacitance of absorbing my definition,
Ended with the endless talks of mine.
I simply smiled & repiled,
"I start with the winds and end on the infinite sky."
Yes, i am immortal through my verses,
  Made up of millions of word veins and arteries.

~©storytellersuchismita

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