There is a time every day when we religiously be in solitude and give an introspection of oneself and the events happened around or the thoughts might be about our aspirations. Everyone has their own walk in the journey of life, which gives us the perspective to formulate owe consciousness in that short repose we get the notions of acts around and within. Though Idle in repose, dreaming, silent, there will be some activity in our head that sync us with the words, stories, poems that we read, recollection of the Colours seen, touch that is felt, words that moved you, nature that inspired, all these gathered inside in the deepest abyss of our minds, they go trapped in layers of thoughts, refining, redefining its path and come back to light in a different form, like the silent Caesura, the pause between words. This collection of poems is what I had in the silent pause in my repose.
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Radhika Rani
There is a time every day when we religiously be in solitude and give an introspection of oneself and the events happened around or the thoughts might be about our aspirations. Everyone has their own walk in the journey of life, which gives us the perspective to formulate owe consciousness in that short repose we get the notions of acts around and within. Though Idle in repose, dreaming, silent, there will be some activity in our head that sync us with the words, stories, poems that we read, recollection of the Colours seen, touch that is felt, words that moved you, nature that inspired, all these gathered inside in the deepest abyss of our minds, they go trapped in layers of thoughts, refining, redefining its path and come back to light in a different form, like the silent Caesura, the pause between words. This collection of poems is what I had in the silent pause in my repose.
