The realm of transience is prettier than the known,
This state of not knowing is like ecstasy unknown.
These colorless pictures,
The empty glances,
The mystery of God,
The endless roads…
Those eyes lost in thought…
more beautiful than the perfections that exist.
Those gazes to the sky,
the sky that is without the stars,
hoping and knowing that they’d shine soon.
Taking life as a dream, with eyes closed and still a gleam.
This sense of contentment,
these moments which seldom people feel, are worth living this whole life for.
The quest, the desire just stalled for a while,
makes you feel empty and yet so complete;
As complete as wholehearted laughter,
as tears that just flow without any disaster,
as sleep which naively puts a smile on your lips,
as complete as poetry and as incomplete as poetry,
and yet so beautiful.
as an abrupt end to a flowing poetry…
– By Nirali Nanavati