Photography by Meher Gandhi
On A Wonderful Day
By Meher Gandhi
Wondrous how everything faded,
But, the brightest colour remained,
Just as bright, just as sharp,
The same hue, the same shade.
How can I ever forget,
The intricacies of time,
And the love that was set,
With all the things that never rhymed?
I remember the sudden empowerment,
And how it all started,
As an unrealistic abstract idea,
On a wonderful day.
And now, when everything’s ruined beyond repair;
No chances, no more anymore,
If only I could float in air,
Not thinking about the never-ending despair.
The rainbow above beams at me.
The ground beneath lies in peace.
The leaves rustle and flee.
For a moment, the only thing that sways me is the cool breeze.
Today once more, is a wonderful day,
And an ‘unrealistic abstract’ idea hits me again.
Maybe, this is how it’ll start and not go in vain,
For the ‘sudden empowerment’ has come like a hurricane.
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