Lotus FeetA Poem by Tshogyal MoktanInspired by Steve Vai's song, Lotus Feet.....It had been revolving around my head for times.....So, here it goes......Magnificent green forest, mild leave's smell, Sun rays pierces from the tree leaves and kisses the mud...... Sparkling dews on every single leaf, carefully holded throughout the night..... Two little love birds, perching on a top branch, talking about the eternal love, Taking mind-blowing view of the forest, and the brook nearby..... In joy, they dive in the air, and float and takes another dive in the pond, in front of the waterfall.... Find themselves enveloped in aquatic joy..... Hugged in imagination, Out on the surface and dances on the Lotus, and kissed again..... the tiny little feet above the beautiful Lotus.... God's only creation for them, perhaps.... Flying parallel to the waterfall and above, flying together and find a rainbow above them..... and again dive back to the same scenic flow..... But the devil foe of them, goes and vomits everything in front..... and is back with his clan, to slay these two..... With a weapon by his wings they arrives These two remained numb for a while..... Thinking what next now? Terrified a bit but with confidence they hold themselves, and takes another flight from the same branch, when the Sun was setting behind..... For freedom, from this society, Emancipates..... to reveal how strong their love is...... Crying, screaming, weeping.....i can see...... But these two's left for their beginning...... I see them flying towards the horizon..... For new challenges......for another story of their life...... Not sure how long they would fly..... But every time things change...... it'll not happen like it happened to I and I, All that's left is just the Lotus in the pond, Where they first stepped.....and began..... Now; All that's left is the Lotus Feet in this head..... All that's left is the Lotus Feet in this head..... © 2015 Tshogyal Moktan |
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Added on June 23, 2015 Last Updated on June 27, 2015 AuthorTshogyal MoktanDarjeeling, Balasun, IndiaAboutI am a guy from the countryside's of Darjeeling, India, where the finest tea gets its birth....and along with these young tea leaves I grew......and these tea bushes gives me a new spirit to write...... more..Writing
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