Beauty Incarnated...

Palisading breeze hugging tenderly,
Swaying dewdrops stinging gently.
Rustling leaves falling quietly.
Rising Sun burning brightly.
Flying Birds gliding freely.
Bliss and Peace all around.
Resembling the start
Of a beautiful day.
This feeling of peace,
Never letting go.
Humming a beautiful
Music of security,
Making you Cocooned
Far away from the rigors,
Miles away from the torment.
Never did anyone feel so sheltered,
Never did anyone feels so loved.
Optimism brimming in every
Corner the eyes could see.
Who could imagine life
Could be such a beauty incarnated.
Like a fallen phoenix,
Rising from the ashes.
The remanants of a past forlorn
That was long forgotten.
Where every touch felt like stone,
Every look pierced like thorn,
Every word tasted like venom.
Wanting to be in a coma,
Not waking up ever.
Casted as the miserable loser.
Where the heart never
Felt like beating,
Where tears always failed
to drop like water.
The burning Anger,
shimmering with fire.
Wanting to be let out.
Only to be left with
the afterthough,
Why unleash a carnage,
On those Ignorant and Malicious.
Knowing well that nothing changes.
Just waiting for that moment,
When life could reincarnated
Sucking all the fire and Anger away.
Leaving behind a whole new you.
That could stun the daylights of some.
As they say the rest is history.
Let go of the past
and Embrace the new future.
Which is the beauty incarnated again.