Moments passing as balloons high
At the top of a rhythmic vibe
Rolling in togetherness, we fly
A constant caress to imbibe
When dreams bring fire
And emotions subside
When past burns in the pyre
Vanity buried deep with pride
Success stories standing tall
Come from one secret open
Stars of will shine, be it in free fall
When nothing in hand, broken
A book born from alphabet
Works of genius for simple reason
The world, an illusion if you let
Life, made as from bricks of a mason
Love needs no foundation
Knowledge, art gained sound
Growth from naivety to maturation
Come from just being around
© Venkat
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