In the meadow beneath the glimmer of the millions of the stars, Have you ever wondered about the permanence of stars, Like they are constant like gravity, Gazing at you with the same intensity, Untangling each knot of the infinite spiral inside your mind. In this unprecedented universe of the numerous galaxies, Have you ever wondered about divinity of these infinitesimal lights, Like they burn to illuminate your life, Shower down like flowers to grant wishes, Untangling the flakes of serenity amongst the chaos of your mind. In this milky way with inevitable oblivion of the black hole, Have you ever tried to find the finite in these little infinities, Like the miracle hidden in timeless elegance of the stars, Solace residing in their vicinity, Untangling each knot of the dirt in the ruins of your faded soul. Moderately unveiling the secrets of the universe with infinite perplexity, Unraveling the consciousness of the galaxies, And making us wonder about our existence in the vast cosmic arena. #yqbaba #meadow

#yqbaba #Meadow

In the meadow beneath the glimmer of
the millions of the stars,
Have you ever wondered about the
permanence of stars,
Like they are constant like gravity,
Gazing at you with the same intensity,
Untangling each knot of the infinite spiral inside your mind.

In this unprecedented universe of the numerous galaxies,
Have you ever wondered about divinity
of these infinitesimal lights,
Like they burn to illuminate your life,
Shower down like flowers to grant wishes,
Untangling the flakes of serenity amongst the chaos of your mind.

In this milky way with inevitable oblivion
of the black hole,
Have you ever tried to find the finite in
these little infinities,
Like the miracle hidden in timeless
elegance of the stars,
Solace residing in their vicinity,
Untangling each knot of the dirt in the
ruins of your faded soul.

Moderately unveiling the secrets of the universe with infinite perplexity,
Unraveling the consciousness of the galaxies,
And making us wonder about our existence in the vast cosmic arena. #yqbaba #meadow

Verona Black

meadow queen #suspense

Meadow

Dew Meadow poetry

Asiya Shaikh

Just an epoch, As a petrichor of rain, In a meadow of my life, You subsisted.. Made me June's shower. #yqbaba #rain #meadow #shower #english #life #epoch

#yqbaba #rain #Meadow #shower #English life #Epoch

Maywar Masto

Lips are The meadow To blooming The buds of kisses ©Maywar 18/3/1999

Lips are
The meadow
To blooming
The buds
of kisses

©Maywar
18/3/1999

Ajit Machhar

વ્યવહાર સાચવવા એ હાલચાલ પૂછે છે, આવે જ્યારે પડકાર,માનવ ઈશ્વરને પૂજે છે. ©Ajit Machhar 10/10 #MereKhayaal

10/10 #MereKhayaal

Asiya Shaikh

Birds are chirping in the meadows, Tweeting sounds the melodious pierce, Cuckoo is singing in its beautiful tune, Nesting its tent collecting tiny hay, Flowers have dimples in glee, Grinning by the pricks of thorns turns lovely pink, Grasses are dancing in its graceful way, Sprinkle of water, reinvigorate the mud, Butterflies touch, the divine kiss, Tickling the playfulness of a kid, Splashes of puddles the perfect play, Microbes in the dirt, everlasting playmates Twinkling stars gazing in the light, Ahh! The memorable childhood of mine. Hush-a-bush-a we all fall down, And we actually fallen... #yqbaba #childhood #child #memories #meadow

Hush-a-bush-a we all fall down, And we actually fallen... #yqbaba #Childhood #Child #Memories #Meadow

Birds are chirping in the meadows,
Tweeting sounds the melodious pierce,
Cuckoo is singing in its beautiful tune,
Nesting its tent collecting tiny hay,
Flowers have dimples in glee,
Grinning by the pricks of thorns turns lovely pink,
Grasses are dancing in its graceful way,
Sprinkle of water, reinvigorate the mud,
Butterflies touch, the divine kiss,
Tickling the playfulness of a kid,
Splashes of puddles the perfect play,
Microbes in the dirt, everlasting playmates
Twinkling stars gazing in the light,
Ahh! The memorable childhood of mine. Hush-a-bush-a we all fall down,
And we actually fallen...
#yqbaba #childhood #child #memories #meadow

Shabana Nafees

यूँ तो इस शहर में काफ़ी मजमा है , काफ़ी भीड़ है हर शक़्स मगर यहां ख़ुद में एक सुनसान बस्ती है इतनी तन्हाई तो मयस्सर है मुझे मेरे अपने घर में तो आख़िर क्यों निकल के आऊँ एक सन्नाटे से दूसरे सन्नाटे में Musings - 10/10/2019

Musings - 10/10/2019