Gratefulness!

Shalt be grateful to The Roots who harboured & taught!

And streamed weighted gracious acts, classy chord;

Though distinct but powered, echoed "splendid sights",

Even if never converged, sequestered, remained not in accord.

Muse

Not embracing 'Contrived' Fabric,

Is mere Repudiation of Servitude;

Exploring any Contingent Upshots,

Could be Speculated, being 'Mused'.

The Transcendence Touch!

The Time when concrete nudged by leaves or ocean's tides,

Exuberant gracious wind breathed, whispered with strides;

Once rooted branches departed, waves arisen with strength,

No more concrete embrace now as retreated all the plinths;

In Boxes where shadows paired, walls separated by 'a' creed,

Where Originals almost ousted by the hybrid synthetic breed;

Transcendence Touch once disputed but now more simon-pure,

Than archetypal unconscious spirits encumbered and insecure;

Where once fervid in the flesh was stolen by disparate shades,

While Quantum captives, conscious, ameliorated since first made;

Synced, boxes with holographic patterns; cosmic structures too,

Facets reflected evenly lights, evinced symmetry & passed through. :)

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018