AURA of VERSES

Lend me your hand,
And I will take you to a land
Where sky is the saviour
And the moon is your lover.
Flowers blossom all seasons,
And to cry you will find no reasons.
A stratum where birds scroon all day,
Where lies serene allay.
No human hurts another soul there,
No arms and ammunitions to fear.
Religion here signifies humanity,
Helping each other is the real vanity.
A guy loves her girl solely ,
No soul desperate to commit a felony.
Hurt is an unheard word,
No moment to find that feels absurd.
In stills of wilt and penance
With a vengeance he stands in solace.
The naive laughter’s of the childhoods’
Slide and glide in the playful wounds.
An earthy home in the dale
Glowing water as the sun goes pale.
Nature dances in the moonlight
Fireflies’ hovering over in delight.
So lend me your hand,
And I will take you to this nowhere land.