Charm Of The Chains

By Richa Tripathi

The beauty of that day when Dandelion found its way

Perhaps thought too much but that haven is such

That the safe place we dug was just under our rug

The calyx of the flower maybe held it tight in shower

Maybe all the times I gasped were there so I grasped

The synonym of life is walking on the knife

Maybe that is what they preached before I reached

The conclusion of the skies that I thought was all lies

That the serenity that stands blur was just a mirror

The glimpse of heaven I see after seven

Is not beside the star but the calm after war...

By Richa Tripathi