In those darkest moments,
When everyone was prophesying,
And everyone was onto me scratching,
To let the last drop of emotions,
Get dried up and bathe in sunlight,
I think everyone forgot dual effect of the scorching heat of Sunlight,
If it can dry then it can also melt the molten elements,
And everyone forgot I am made of molten materials,
And so are my emotions,
As much someone tried to soak them up,
It turned more into liquid form to flow freely,
Without any hindrance and blockade,
Carefree and shapeless,
Of anyone’s perception and impression,
Now if I am insensitive to those provoking voices,
I feel more emotional to my inner callings ,,
© Sanjay Ranout


It’s been a long time,