
"Contentment"
I’ll always remember...the doorway-slightly ajar
Making me wonder,
Whether it ushers or gently forbids
The vision haunts me, when the moon creeps to its peek
The sinking moon-Daylight it brings
Most fears, say people-are engulfed in... its warmth
To me they linger as emotional joint
Puffing on it I wondered
Is it code to the heavenly abode?
Then one day, my eyes beheld
Not delight wrought from abuse
As muse on that sight
My haunt lingered no more
For by the door way
Stood contentment!
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P.s.-it’s been more than 365 days since I put thoughts to words
Poem triggered by a Anand's profile pic – thank you!
I’ll always remember...the doorway-slightly ajar
Making me wonder,
Whether it ushers or gently forbids
The vision haunts me, when the moon creeps to its peek
The sinking moon-Daylight it brings
Most fears, say people-are engulfed in... its warmth
To me they linger as emotional joint
Puffing on it I wondered
Is it code to the heavenly abode?
Then one day, my eyes beheld
Not delight wrought from abuse
As muse on that sight
My haunt lingered no more
For by the door way
Stood contentment!
**************************
P.s.-it’s been more than 365 days since I put thoughts to words
Poem triggered by a Anand's profile pic – thank you!

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