Blessed...

As the sun rises,

Mixing Orange and Yellow hues;

The entire Universe rejoiced;

Birds were blooming with happiness;

The mighty sea was meditating in Peace;

All the souls in the world were in Ecstasy;

The Omnipresence intended to descend;

Every bit of Universe was enlightened;

The collective synonym was Peace;

Every soul of wisdom transcended 

       to taste the silver lining;

The entire Universe rejoiced;

Only love and no hatred ruled the world;

The existential glory was reinstated;

As the sun rises,

Mixing Orange and Yellow hues;

Another serene morning began;

This poem has been written for Midweek Motif - Poets United

A little Chipmunk

                        1

The sound of a little chipmunk;

Refresh my lazy bones;

His laughing and munching;

Make the happy hour zone;

                       2

The busy schedules are set aside;

All of us found a corner to hide;

He opened his mouth little wide;

Stuffed all the grains inside;

                      3

Whispering voices from the corner;

She felt the situation wasn't in order;

So she jumped out of the border;

Hitched on a tree keeping warmer;

                      4

All the blues and gloom was gone;

A fine morning descend ON;

Predator and Prey

Ethereal clouds show me a fantasy;

Millions of spiritual dust form a reality;

My eyes are hooked to the serendipity;

My vocal chord registered the voice "Epiphany";

The scene in the sky shows no duplicity;

My legs stayed in the balcony happily;

I was astounded by the predator;

I gladly let myself a prey to the 

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