Connoisseur !


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Tracks through Golden Fields of Rapeseed


Running amongst the golden weeds
brushed I, my arms
over them,
sighed they and said
"Oh! wondrous one!
Where do you flee in haste!"
To my love ! 
the one who awaits,
there ,in the meadows 
of the verdure,
whose breath
caresses my hair!
 
"Wait here 
for few moments
Peace never reigns in love
tranquil here is the atmosphere
choose me to your companion!"
Smilingly I kiss the weeds,
flowers wild,
intoxicating me to sleep,
I answer ,
"velvet carpet ...of which you're the king,
pricks my soft  skin
of allegiance,
my soul hath known
only  the sunflower 
to be my connoisseur".

			

COMEBACK !


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With  the wings of the  clouds

where art thou   vanished ,

within the folds of time,

disappeared like a volatile…

 

Your presence is etched in memories,

the heart too misses the symphony,

the flowers of love bloom alone,

the misty air can only hear other cacophonies…

 

 My soul beckons  you in solitude,

the lonely heart  echoes your name,

advent of spring bedecks the earth,

I wait for your comeback again!

 

 

 

 

CONNECTED SOULS


Nictating eyes…absorbing the imagery of your empyreal  presence,
conjoining  lines of  the co-ordinates in the revered atmosphere,
dispersed  molecules of fervency,
hypnotizing my senses …
carrying me to an exotic association!
 
Absence of the  corporeal existence,
never diminished the intricate tenderness,
rather minified the negative caprices ,
whenever subjugated by the milieu…
 
True to the heart and pristinely pure,
feelings of sublimated thoughts are divine,
The souls en-laced in the  intertwined ribbons…
…of the silken threads of ardor,
remain connected perpetually and forever…
whether on earth or in heaven…
 
 
 
 

FRAGRANCE OF JASMINE !


 
 
 
Will you ever hold me as  when we had met,
dangling in your arms of love ,
with the same rhythm of adoration!
I miss the old times, the gentle swing of ardor,
where in the moments freeze within the time,
to be thoroughly melted!
 
The nearness of the intertwined souls,
the breath of air in between,
the magical tinge of the touch…
the splendour of the colourful world…
 
Will I ever have those instants ,
instant glow and instant moments,
rejuvenating the heart and sparkling the mind,
in your embrace within no time…
Will I again radiate like the glowing sun
 and spread the fragrance of jasmine in the zephyr…
 

MY RIGHT- YOUR CONFIDENCE !


 

 

IT’S MY RIGHT! 

I MEAN YOUR CONFIDENCE!

what a lovely set of words,

To set minds ignite…

 

 

I know they are just phrases,

never to be meant,

just spoken as thoughts,

in your mere absence…

 

 

How lovingly they rhyme,

as if  meant to be together,

like their deeper values,

which cling to each other …

 

 

ITS MY RIGHT!

possesive and real,

resemble a heart,

ready to nurture…

 

YOUR CONFIDENCE!

full of assurance and faith,

absorbing negative notions,

 A  thought so great!

MY MOTHER & ME…


This is an old post blogged on another blog of mine few days back, I’m reposting it here today on the occasion of MOTHER’S DAY to wish my mother and all the mothers of the world , a HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!

Years ago when I was born,

Little did I know the meaning of mom,

The only thing I was aware ,

That my mother is always there.

As I grew up and started walking,

For the many times that I went stumbling,

There was always a hand to hold,

For my little fingers felt them even in cold.

I went to school and started studying,

And she was always there to help me in reading,

My mistakes and my faults,

Were repaired by her then and along.

Never did I realise ,

Never did I know ,

The value of mother then,

In this world’s show.

As I stepped into a new world,

Full of expectations ,

I carried along my duties ,

with all the perfection.

Years later when I see myself,

I am surprised to see,

My mother in  my  reflection.

Things that she taught along ,

Had become my kids norm.

To day I feel that a mother never retires,

Even after years when I  need,

There’s her lap to make me sleep,

A mother is always loved and wanted,

I can’t  thank her for what she did,

But having  her as a mother ..

Is the greatest blessing from the God indeed.

THE GOLDEN CAGE


Free myself from the bonds and chains,

Free me from the blithering pain,

Free me from this golden cage,

To let me fly high in mundane…

The golden cage has the magic,

To cast a spell and hold the rein,

Hypnotised and mesmerised,

The prisoner flutters everyday in pain…

Let me breathe the fresh air around,

Let me kneel and touch the ground,

for years and years,I was caged,

Now set me free , as I am raged…

Set me free and give me place,

In thy feet in sublime space,

When I surrender to thy self,

with complete devotion to embrace…