ADVENT OF SUMMER!

 

Bidding adieu to the blooming spring

 bedecks  who the earth as a queen

I embraced the scorching days of heat

with the advent of summer silently…

 

Sweltering heat burns the bod

falling waters are soothing halt

whilst holidays are more for fun

knoweth not mercy the glowing sun…

Yet along the shores

with a bright suntan

love the magic of  tides 

cool and vibrant !

 

Quenches the thirst of a drying throat

few sips of lemonade and iced melon

bright outfits add vibrancy

to the otherwise boring shores…

 

 Often while watering the lawn …

when the sprinkler moves somewhere else

the splashing  of the  cool spray

rejuvenates the heated soul.

 

 

 

 

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HUMAN

Human

A DROP OF HONEY!

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A drop of the sweet  honey

has  million of atoms…

Of love and the amorous communion…

A tale of  ardor  feelings

Of  the gorgeous flower and bee,

Or a ripened fruit tasted by the bee while in its dream…

Basking in the florescence,

dancing to the tunes amorous,

savor the sapidness

dipped in the ecstasy of nectar,

the Queen bee emanates,

the essence of the eternal

dwelling in each molecule of the air!

BLINK OF HIS EYE!

Under  a spell

the world moves..

in sleep and slumber

it faints and grooves,

losing the scent of the fragrant bloom…

dwellers we ,

live in incognizance…

Hitherto chasing

maddened dreams,

illusions such…

shall be wiped in between…

when a blink of HIS eye

shall change the course

Of the ever moving universe,

we will be nowhere !

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BEAUTY IN GRANDEUR !

  

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colored pastels stroke a brush…

on the canvas of the earth…

appeared beautiful panoramic shine,

bedecking the land of the wild…

magnificent art on display,

glance around to see the play,

different hues dance in grace,

mesmerized is the onlooker’s gaze…

emblazoned the horizon gets,

dawn to dusk

a different sketch,

tinges of the golden presence…

flora benignant ,sweet and elating,

daffodils,lilies,roses and jasmines,

myriad designs

entrancing and  captivating .

vigilant beauty

O! what a splendour!

vastness immense,

magically  grandeur…

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WOOLGATHERING!

 

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 She walked down in a trance,
transcending  in a world of her own…
straight to the brook flowing beside…
which played melodious  music of the gushing pour!

She halted beneath a blossomed tree,
shedding its lovely petals and leaves,
Like a carpet of satin feathers spread
over the grass  in few minutes…

Spreading her cascade of lavender,
she started playing with the gems scattered,
breaking and mixing,
with her fingers tenderly…

Hours passed,she was still engrossed,
in her colourful dreams and thoughts,
as the azure turned into red,
the soft breeze became more intense,
her golden locks flowed and kissed…
her strawberry coloured soft  cheeks .

Her woolgathering came to an end,
as if she was aware of the trend,
slowly she gathered her robe,
stood and started walking down
the trodden road,
suddenly a flash of light appeared,
two beautiful silver wings emerged,
protruding from her skin beneath,
…
and soon she flew away …
dissolving in the crimson..
and disappeared!

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AMBROSIA

 

 

 

 

 

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Adorned with ardent  flowers of magical lilies,

enamouring becomes the breeze,

when the shy blooms bend and blush,

smiling innocently with the  petals curled !

 

A breath of  sweet redolence,

absorbed within the nectar,

Ambrosia becomes the secretion,

when the flora absorbs the entrancing air!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Captivating is the scenic visage,

seizing the minds and hearts …

weaving a thread of impeccable  love…

mesmerizing the life with beguiling charm!

 

I wonder ! about the joyous beauty!

The tranquil and everlasting essence,

bedecked in the lap of nature,

Ambrosia remains immaculate!

WISHFUL THOUGHT !

With the setting sun the saffron radiance dissolved in the atmosphere,the darkness of the skies engulfed the ambience. Sooner or later , there was supposed to be a full moon light,where luminous effulgence bathed the world dispelling all the darker chimes. 

Untill then when the cycle completes ,the fortnight slowly walks and creeps ,every night will see the iniquity ,each hour of the dark will  reflect immorality.

Nox , must never had dreamt of such evil shadowing her beauty,but the minds of  many individuals have littered the charismatic visual.

Steadily as the moon grows each night, a ray of hope emerges and twinkles to shine with a faith in the heart that the lucent one shall dawn with wisdom and some conscience reflected onto every soul,that walk devoid of these for ages unseen.

Amongst the dead maze of the authoritative positions, with confusion in thoughts and prevalence of cannibals ,what a life shall the soul live amidst such barbarous ones, untill it armours self with a self defined preposition. Where the head is held high with conviction , mind alert in any contradictions, heart immersed in faith and hope, body ready to defend and guard itself from any aggressive force.

Bedecked and panoplied with every jewel of  life, we await the refulgence of the full moon night!

When the day will have the golden sunshine and night shall bring silvery shine!

When any hour of the whole day shall never make us succumb to fall as prey! 

With trustfulness and belief in self, I stand here praying for every generation! 

COLOURS OF THE SKY

Its evening time and he walked down the street that went straight to the sandy shores. The hustle bustle of the town nearly fades away as the street bends around the edges and moves towards the golden beach.The crowd too starts disappearing as the road moves on.

Rarely do people  walk across this road for everyone is busy in their fight for survival.

People having families sometimes occasionally drop in there,for the sake of their children who like to run and build castles in the sands.

He ran his fingers through his soft hair and walked on gazing at the serene atmosphere and the sky which showed reflections of thousands of colours that he never saw before.Was it the sky that was giving him an indication or was he been open to the vibrations now?

It was a mystery.

It always is.Nature at every step gives us an indication of the happenings that are going to affect our lives,be it good or bad.Its just a way of providing hint from the invisible one to us,the ones who always believe the things visible or seen.

For some even feelings and emotions shouldn’t matter too ,as they are not seen but just felt. Human mind always has the reasoning ready to defend the poorly conceived ego held   inside just to satisfy the hunger of being superior or important.

As he stepped in the sands of the quiet shore, a sudden feeling of calmness grasped him.Never had he felt so relaxed and soothing . The touch of the beautiful sensation of the golden particles made him smile unknowingly at nothing. He didn’t care of what the people around him were thinking or saying. He just went on…slowly into the waters that came in form  of gentle waves to touch and kiss the shore.

So pure and selfless they looked,rising falling over the sea,reaching the shore after bridging the long distance of the sea ..and then simply touching and returning back from the shores without grumbling.As if it was their work to be endlessly in the cycle of such a game.

The sun had set now and the moon with the galaxy of stars had stepped in.The sky looked amazing and the view very enchanting.Nevertheless,he had never noticed such a moment in his whole life with such focus and observation.He again smiled back ,this time engulfing the fresh breath of air around him as if rejuvenating his mind and soul..

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The next morning he got up unlike the rest of the days,early and on sunrise.With a fresh zeal of enthusiasm and smile on his face and in his heart, he started the day with full passion.

Every stress and tension that had swallowed his peace of mind had vanished and he could see the colours of the sky more clearly than ever.

THE LITTLE BIRDIE

Laughing through the trees,

gliding through the slopes,

hopping on every bush of rose,

a lovely sweet birdie chirps,

smiling at the worldly echoes!

since the morning she ‘s out from her nest,

cozying inside she hates and snares,

flying and jumping amidst the plants,

she loves the  virgin  nature…

Astoundingly she watches the sky,

changing colours from dawn till twilight,

running stream and the ripples for seconds,

fleeing next moment to the golden fields …

butterflies ,bees, colourful birds,

in the camouflage of the flowers of the world,

In an awe the birdie learns ,

the amazing ways of being a  bird,

she sings and dances with her little wings,

amusing enough for  a  passer-by to wink…

Till the crepuscle arms her …

back to her nestle…

for  a  warm snuggle….