Effervescence...

Blow thy woes like bubbles in the air,
Shed thy pain like starry cloak of dusk.
Here dawns the hope- bright and clear,
Soar over the skies, high above the muck.

See shall you the misty layers foregone,
Whirl not around them- hapless and shaken.
'Tis the demon seeking to adorn,
Budge up and let the angel beckon.

Reviews

[Surya pradha]

really nice, influential piece. well done.