Floweth like wind!


shone the glow of your face in shimmering sparkles
Ya !  I am stupefied, charmed
by the smile of your grandeur…
Floweth like wind,
who caressing the soft temple
my brows are jealous
whisked out quickly the
kiss between their splendor.

the penetrating feel of
the affection,
a simple peck
imprinted on wall of adoration.

oh! I melted in seconds
transformed the frigid nature
like fragments of dew,I
disperse and mingle
with the dancing breeze amateur.

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“Elan”


rumblings few
cannot deter the elan
the zeal borne out of enthusiasm
and charm
betwixt the intervals by trepid  interruptions
wins the way , Thou! solitary heart…

Thou, hath seen enough storms
tornadoes
that wreck and leave torn
yet thy ship has sailed through
turbulence , with faith and courage ,
in every voyage…

when piercing words like darts
poisoned
and bled the
innocent heart
Thou! solitary heart
like a calm breeze
soothed
the bruises of thyself
with divine charm

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MONSTER !


I see a monster on every shoulder
Thou! named stress of responsibility
what needs one for survival
two square meals and a shelter to live?
why hath then the demon
crushed the flower of mental peace
gobbling up moments of happiness
 dancing on heads with
a satanic mischief.

Why carries the man then burden
can there ever be a limit to desire
luxury, comfort are monetary matters
tranquility can’t be gained by this measure…
wealth stands helpless in joy and satisfaction
whilst an affluent man is clenched too
by this monster.

How far would you carry the Goliath
smash this Lil’ devil off your shoulder
unburdening useless pressure
breathe freely in the enchanting nature
walk in joy with conciliation,
between the tussle of worry and placidness
the heart wins with self-confidence and valor.

Herald


Faraway in the coppice
echoes the shrill of a cuckoo
she who sings for her beloved
in melancholic blues…
The ripe blossoms of mango trees
disperses through the grove
Crossing the hill, nearby
reaches the hamlet offshore.

Halt!
Awaits who in the courtyard
The lonely lass
for the pulse of her heart alike the cuckoo,
she too remains hidden and lost…

Asks then the herald
to falling heaven
in joy , whence will the air gladden?
athirst soul, sings for love’s arrival
in wish of a unfulfilled quenching desire…
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Timeless !


like the countless stars of a night sky
as the endless tides of the ocean nearby
like the fragrance of flower ,felt and unseen…
the river which endlessly flows …throughout
summer, winter or spring,
as the ceaseless pulsating beats of a heart
under the constant blueness of sky
on  greenery of the land
dwells the eternal , inimitable
treasured thought…
in depths of soul, immortal
lives the love timeless… like God!
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On that perch!


O! The singing herald

chirp on that perch

which awaits the sunshine

and seeks hope…

on the branch emerged few new leaves

tender  and fluorescent green…

no, it still isn’t that strong enough

to hold the nest of life,

yet it remains unbent and straight

in days of storm and strife…

Withering season marked the place

the ground beneath showed the fall

songs of different hues

echoed

when the sky again turned blue…

Thou! singing herald

sprinkle thy blissful voice

on that perch

anticipates which with diligence and patience

fighting odds of tenacity

with dedication and devotion.

 

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