coffee with soul

a founder of the pearl, 

after 100 shells are empty
quenching the thirst. after the drought
a pleasant smile to an orphan
with honest heart.
first successful poetry
after many disgrace
to a poet.
a feeling emerging out of an emotion
in a moment.
i name it 'pulse'

--by aankita

a Quest…

Tides – ebbs

Chaos – peace

Birth – life – death

Happiness – sorrows

Start – the End

A life – to live

Live happily

Happily ever after

Decisions ours

Actions ours

Striving to accomplish

Each other is ‘Us’

Love is what drives the journey

Journey towards bliss

On the way found 100 shells

All beautiful – all empty

Hope kept the spirits high

Traveller just then found a pearl

A feeling of contentment

As though the thirst was quenched

A feeling of pause

As though everything was still

Time stopped

Pulse felt across the body

Happiness floating in the air

Kissing all over

Whispering in the ears

Of colourful future

Future that we would make

With decisions ours

Actions ours

Accomplished blessed ‘Us’

For

‘We are Our’s’

-- rewritten by me