Love You Always

In summertime, our love is delicate, like a dandelion skimming in the breeze.
In wintertime, our love is warm — it raises from warm hands to your comfortable arms.

If skies are blue, our love is true— two people falling, galloping in the sun.
If thunder rolls our love is blessed, a refuge from the evading, meandering, closing rain.

When spring blossoms sprout, our love is strong, like color of love petals on the orchids.
When autumn leaves fall, our love is gold, shining bright like a harvest sunrise, sunflower, meadows and green grass, .

For all seasons our love will keep on being delightful and loaded with recollections.
From season to season I cherish you always! My one, my only, my love muffins.

 

 

 

Whispering Woods

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Can such rising hoods and sobbing skies

Drop out without his exist?

Of water and fire

Of sky and earth

Of birth and death

When the door of truth is right,

All components of satisfaction and distress are replied

Beguiling the ocean and mixing the sky sets

No, those are all bluffs

Since each man along these lines may whisper in the woods,

Tend to hysteria, upon to vanish in itself

Destiny!!

So, this girl is on her journey meeting different people, circumstances… somewhere down the line she reaches a stage where she strikes back as she does not want to be lose herself in this world. She has her identity, her status; she is trying to know herself. She is happy in her little world of dreams; a girl who is running behind butterflies,blowing bubbles,watching a duck , jumping off a tree, throwing stones in a lake, loving a puppy, helping a nanny, eating sour berries , winking at a stranger, playing in puddles, laughing loud, screaming, sitting on a swing, wearing a cute frock, dancing….. Behind all these little things of joy, there is dark side she does not want to enter…….

And she dint hear it ever after

Chirping of birds and laughter

Trailing blaze began to fade

Battling for life she started to wade

Dark whispering of woods

Galloping and unsettled covered by hoods

A voice raised above high and strong

Merrily paddling, singing the torch song

She was glued to torments and bruise

Her obsessed mind sailed a new cruise

Little she knew, little she learnt

Tragedies that she burnt

She swam across her destiny

Away from the mutiny

Finally winning a storm

Raising a brow with a medal in her arm.images

Togetherness

Look at the shadows outside
The bright moon is calling you
The wind is caressing your face
A beautiful story unfolds itself
Someone wants to get close to you
Knowing each and every thought of yours
Your dreams of secret words
Sharing all the space and silence
Getting a step closer each day
Holding hands of togetherness

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Importance of Silence

At my desk, when I am up in a sentimental mood to write

A green hilltop, climbing all alone , just for myself

A garden full of roses, chrysanthemum and chameli

A pool of water and Irish tea

A blue sea and rising tides

A lonely beach and finding for sea shells

A bookshelf and a coffee bar

A fountain in a park with white Lilies

An empty street with Bougainvillea

A train station with no one around

A river bank with huge rocks

A window pane and pouring rain

A cozy afternoon watching the ceiling

A terrace on a tall apartment

If only life was so simple…

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Perfect Holiday

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Waking up early morning
Wandering in the redwoods
Gazing at the sky
Following the cloud patterns
Feeling of the fresh air
Strolling on the green grass
Listening to the chirping birds
Searching for the cuckoo
Blowing dandelions
Sitting on a swing
Lying in the meadows
Basking in the sun
Collecting pebbles
Pelting the mangoes
Climbing bowed trees
Sipping coconut water
Playing in the puddle
Splashing water
Building a sandcastle
All these and more…

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Untitled so far…..

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Why is it I am sad about the way I am living my life,

Listening to the dried leaves and an unknown voice.

Why is it I am being lonely?

Why is it I am trying to find my existence?

My emotional expenditure is more than what I spend,

Like I am marooned and falling into solitary confinement.

Why my life’s like that of a sinner

From the day I know my true conscience, I thought I should have died

But then I should have made a good living.

Why to this day I have not found a way out of one

Feel the warmth, caress of someone.

Is life always like that???

To my sheer innocence, I am like a bird with only one wing

I have eyes but still blind

Why don’t I perceive things?

I should have conquered happiness but I am dealing with sorrow

I could have earned some peace

And I would empty my heart, feel the bliss

I would have not written this.

Why sometimes I be over joyous on little things?

Why sometimes I tap my feet to the rhythm of the falling rain?

Why sometimes I drown in the deep melody?

Why sometimes I collect unlimited smiles?

Why sometimes I am clueless about why I am happy?

Why sometimes I laugh till tears fill my eyes?

Why can’t life always be like this!!!

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