To wander to be one of few
To wander to be anxiously true
To pass on the courage to the deficit
To urge them to keep moving through
To be honest as the sunshine
To be calm as when the winds breathe low
I wander to be a wanderer
Till the rituals walk with the shadow and soul.
- Rahul Srivastava
Of seeing you in blue,
suits you more than true.
You froze me like an olaf,
between the hemlock tree and the snow.
A woman like a sun of my smile,
you carry your heels better than grace of any style.
A red wine and a song,
you dance like a princess over the dawn.
I am soaring high,
with the memories behind.
- Rahul Srivastava
Imagination that stumbled in the void,
There is still time and the nodding science.
Distanced by dream, a wind broken tree
Beneath the roots silence pipes the magic tune.
Passing light years, stone by stone
The existence can be seen on patriarch's brow.
I lay my void in the dust,
Where marble crumbles and asks what the time has done.
-Rahul Srivastava
Hold fast to your dreams,
In the barren field,
Just like hopes springing high.
Choose the way,
One which is travelled less,
Move with gentle light,
And reach the farthest heights.
Lift your own lamp to discover the golden doors,
By the time you stand still with your silhouette.
Solved the fearful Symmetry,
The silent lips will free the huddled masses.
- Rahul Srivastava
