pulchra_poetica

 To put together his broken mind was not easy for it was your mind that had to be broken first in order to understand his Even in his shattered mind, they saw the bright hues of compassion, they saw how brilliantly his dull gold now withered courage would shine if polished. He had given up eternal pleasures to ignite  personas like his own and  Kindle them into blazing infernos that would illuminate not only their lives but of those around them,  even as the threads of the time fabric  itself tugged at him  Through entreaty he convinced them to let him stay and fix one more life - as he always did just so that others who had befallen the same misfortune as he would find a way to live with their mind scattered in a million places all at once , so they would be able to make peace with the fact that this was a revelation , a perpetual reality. He put together their broken minds only to build a soul more beautiful than ever before, one who bore wounds proudly....

 It is after all in the chaos that we unearth the imminence of  peace and tranquility and those infrequent moments of respite!  It is the fire in our veins that teaches us to cherish the cool prickles of rain on our skin The pain that teaches us to believe in a happy ending For it is the abhorrence that emphasizes the true meaning and importance of love  And it is the silence that teaches us to appraise  the voice of our loved ones above all   The dark silence that makes the voice that shaped our lives seem like a lighthouse beacon in the dark sea! An angel glowing brilliantly with the fierce light of heaven scorching even the cold lifeless halls of hell!  ~𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚊𝚊 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒  

 Her eyes held the universe  They had lived to see it's majesty  They had stayed to wipe it's tears They had known it's deepest secrets  Not by living for eternity but by living a mortal , transient life and in that short span, making an impact that would last till the end of time  In her eyes were shards of deep emeralds And hints of sparkling sapphires They were a rich earthy brown  They were fire and ice , they were moderation and adversity They were steady yet unstable They were unsettling in their intrigue And hungry in their own unique way They were wise beyond their years  They were love and war; heaven and underworld They were the eyes of a dreamer and the face of innocence They were the revving engines of the cosmos and the convoys of the universe ~Ananyaa Joshi