The Kind Of Legacy I Would Want To Leave...

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I saw you dreaming,

wishing with your

hands held high,

reaching for the stars

as if their light

belonged to you,

and I loved you then.

The Artist

What are we here for

If not

To become the spectators 

Of the cosmic artwork

Unfolding before our eyes

The cosmic artwork

Of a blue sky

With rose strokes across

As the sun's about to die

Over the far horizon

Only to be born again

The next present

With a new light

The cosmic artwork

Of the birds singing, 

On birth of light 

Each sunrise, of the clouds

Swaying and changing hues

The cosmic artwork

Of each little life itself

The chaos seemingly random

Binding us all with one life

Of the artist itself.

The cosmic artwork

That created nature,

The mother herself

For she's the artist of 

the cosmic art,

Her eyes glittered in awe

Of her own self.

.

.

In a world

as creepy as a graveyard,

one should seek solace

in the flowers rested upon the grave.

-mauli

"The Wish I'll Wish every time I Wish"

I ask for so much every time ,

from you ,my lord.

But now I want to wish a wish ,

that I wish you can afford .

It's to keep ,

the sky above me blue always ,

the world around my world green,

and the night filled with stars always. 

Don't let the man-made black ,

ruin my night's hue,

or ruin my far horizon ,

or ever lessen my view.

The devil shan't reign the land of yours ,

never shall the tranquil eyes fade .

Make us strong to hold the world ,

strong against the we made. 

May we make the air as clear ,

air as clear a heart I seek ,

hope, for everyone who has been hurt 

and has been living in bleak .

Give us the strength to revive ,

the land we used to thrive upon, 

the magic liquid that flowed through rivers ,

the sunlight we have been worshiping for long .

Keep the birds singing on trees ,

and the trees held strong always. 

Don't give us enough, to darken 

the blue that fills our sky always ...  

The Clock

The clock ticks,

ticks to leave us all behind.

Behind in past

where we thought of future,

but where are we now?

Oh! I wonder...

Somewhere in between

'should' and 'would' we live,

live, but don't give

enough to the clock that ticks

today, to give us life.

A fire raging inside,

boils the liquid red in me,

vapours of which,

condense as tears in the eyes.

And you say I'm weak

when i cry.

You're naïve, you don't know.

The drops of greif are mortal,

but the tears burnt

are the Flames at rest,

pouring from the brink of heaven,

into hell.

They are power, they are anger,

they give the purpose

to the machine immortal

that rages to live on and on,

burning the rocks ,to ashes.

-mauli

I was tagged by @asmeeneh to put my lock screen, last song i listened to and last picture i have in gallery ... Thanks for tagging me in this! It is a really fun thing to do sometimes you know, just cuz. So Here it goes....

My euphoric moon and sky lockscreen as I love sky!

Recent screenshot of an if post that I feel was so on point

Know me too well by New Hopes Club and Danna Paolo, they are too underrated!

Adding my own bit to the game , My Fav Tumblr pic, Idk why but it just has some magic to it !

So I am tagging @moonlilyposts ,@analisam05 and @vantaerayleigh1997 @reaching-verity . Have fun ! 💜✨☮️

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