Tuesday, 23 January 2018

    

EUDAIMONIA


Prologue: As a tribute on a memory of my spiritual mother


 Feeling contented and 
 prosperous
What you are being to me
Is more eloquent than all literary devices

You showed me the path
This leads me to the shore of maturity
Where I have found illusions
My soul is in oblivion

Random are your ways..
But redeeming are they
You did not ridicule at my weakness
Nor reluctant to dissolve me in God

Roads seem to be silent
When your whisperings reminding me
There I find solitude
In the contemplating saga of experiences..

Thank you for being there for me..
In my tears and smiles..
Let this legend continue
Till we reach eternity.






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