In nature’s parliament
As the snow has overruled the sunny possibilities
And the chilly winds have mercilessly
Executed the much cherished cherry flowers
The warmth is decimated in my household thermometer
And I feel like a wingless bird brooding over timeless thoughts.
Marginalized as I am in desolate despair
Walked aimlessly along the narrow tunnel
Tightening my thoughts like a bottled genii
Lest the promises and the potentialities
Like playful toys, prove to be digitally diminished
Yet I tried to see the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel.
Blissfully when I saw my two angels
Coming above and beyond the digital dimension
One with exquisite exuberance
And the other in tranquil emotion, tears and smiles
Juxtaposed in a perfect proportion
I found my lost wings and flew in the Sunny blues.
I can now flutter my wings and consequently flatter in pride
For the angels have their abode in my heart, the rest I can put aside.
March 16, 2016 Maryland
Copyright@ Anis Ahmed