I open the gates of graveyard
And enter
The dark and cool serenity
Makes me wonder,
Why do we always attribute
A sadness to this place
I come here for tryst
With my loved ones
I had lost and
Find some solace
Perfect peace
And soothing silence
Also obtain much needed
Nonchalance
Who calls
The necropolis dull and drab
I cherish moments, that,
Here I grab,
Interact with those I miss
It helps me
Keep my balance
Darkness, I fear is
Inside me,
In this churchyard
Angels guide me
They lead me
From darkness
In the direction of light
From the depths of depression
I rise towards delight,
Fighting my demons
As I brood
All alone in a
Pensive mood
Far away
At the end of
Black tunnel
I see an iota of glimmer
Making the darkness
Thin and quiver
I, in my core,
Feel night’s evanescence
I can see
The dawn’s iridescence
Spring in my steps
I am ready to move
Hope is a phenomenon
I need not prove
Happiness prevails over woes
Fluorescence defeats dark sorrows
There is an omnipotent
Supreme being above
All of us are blessed
With its care and love
Days are full of
Bright sunshine
Nights have beautiful
Moon divine
Twinkling star,
Colorful rainbow,
Dancing fireflies
Make the bushes glow
Lets not make
Our dreams morose
Thorns are there
To protect the rose
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India
A nice poem on the fruitful journey
Of darkness finally to induge in delight
When realization dawns!
Hope and Faith
Are powerful
To transform
Your thoughts negative
Into oblivion the way
The morning rays of the sun
Drives away darkness
Of the preceding night
Bringing delight
Replacing depression!