Onset of this phenomenon is with very little initiation <br />Each gait has its elegant look and depth to be submerged <br />And there are no qualms and no vacillation in the heart <br />My Pulse quivers to come in contact with this alluring dawn. <br /> <br />The luminosity is such that it exhibits the forgotten past <br />It reveals the intensity to be hooked to the tip of iceberg <br />Darkness starts melting and the flow seems incessant <br />My Pulse has the glance of radiance and gets fine-tuned. <br /> <br />Every pulsate of mine has its high and low like ebb and flow <br />And I am not an exception in this trendy world of sensation <br />Rise with new dawn and fall to dusk is quite natural affair <br />My Pulse knows its limit of apex and the base in each whip. <br /> <br />Life is in between this enormous strength of beating pulses <br />These pulses should be tuned to the prevailing situations <br />Joy of the zenith and pain of nadir to be grossly balanced <br />My Pulse discerns this truth and thrives to be at equilibrium. <br /> <br />-vidi- <br />01-01-2009<br /><br />Vidi Writes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-pulse-re-posted/
