crystal wings

                                                                                                                 2013 image,NH4
The fizzy atoms

rise in the void

fills up to the brim

and spills all around


Boxed and Marooned.


Conditioned responses

 Merge with chaos.

 

The tainted pages

of a diary

and the pebbles

on the glass top

reflects the mood

 

Parched ground

desire to seek

the personal touch

that dissolved 

in oblivion.

 
The buddha laughs


and the windows open.


Smell of the

burnt words,

fills up the newly painted

room.

                                                                                     

Smiles replace

the mild melancholy


And the light shine

On the crystal wings.

~~payal~~

written in response to the prompt at poets on the page.