PASSIONATE ABODE!


Beyond the sky of my imagination,

Exists a different menage,

Where the white illumined stars and moon,

Are part of the eternal habitat.

 

Travelling to that distant land

Of  beautiful imagery,

My heart rejoices ..

and becomes  mahogany!…

 

An abode of  immortal elements within,

bedecking the place with love serene,

I await for you to carry me forth…

to the heavenly kingdom of passionate dreams!

 

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MOLECULES OF LOVE !


Infinitesimal minute molecules dispersed,

as the spray of  romance got diffused!

spreading and disseminating

love particles

 in the vacuumed pathetic atmosphere !

Filling the void of the space,

 that lived  without the moisten,

The enchantment of the passion

 livened up the spirit for the growing absorption !

Magical is the fascination of the invisible bask,

enthralling ones who are within…

the circle of the trance!

Captivating the senses five …

en- kindling  the flame…

Ever enrapturing  are the molecules of love that get sprayed!

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WRITING!


On the piece of paper fluttering beside,

a pen scrolls down and scribbles the time,

moments lived, cherished in mind,

like the old bottled wine!

 

Lines flow, joining words,

remembering instances,never wondered,

flying back to the past,

the paper still lives in the present arch!

 

Jotted ink goes on and on,

till it is tired and cannot walk,

recalling moments of the nostalgic past,

feeling the warmth of the flowers,

the cool breeze of the forest’s heart.

 

Fragrance of the treasured times,

spread out from the words that outshine,

a story,an incident, a day or an event,

the heart is laid out on the paper with full intense!

 

NOTHINGNESS !


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nothingness within… 

void but not serene…

vacuumed thoughts,

converging into nothing…

 

Everything surrounding

seems a routine…

newness lost…

in melancholy profound…

 

Calmness inside… vanished 

in the noise,

the zeal of  love,

disappeared  ….

leaving behind no choice…

 

 

Exuberance in feelings…

enthusiasm in words,

Iam awaiting the moment,

when my love and passion returns…

 

 

 

MY BLOGGING WORLD!


 

Figuring out the thoughts in mind,

pondering on what should I write!

Nature,feelings,love,divine,

Every thing seems lost in my festival time!

 

Hectic schedule, running on toes,

in sleep too I get confused

and rose…

In the midst of the night,

only to find I am over excited and full of delight!

 

New land, different country,

Faraway from friends and relatives,

still the emotions flow and purge within,

The love to decorate the home,

cook and give the best cuisine more….

 

Even amidst the chores beautiful,

busier than the normal schedule,

I miss the world of blogging ,

the dear ones who encourage and are inspiring!

 

After hours long and at a stretch,

while I lie back very late,

almost dead and fatigue,

fragrance of my feelings intoxicate my being!

 

Dreams about the blogs missed,

what others might have posted,

the wishes of the friends unseen…

still having more warmth with feel…

 

Awaiting for some time  free,

when I can sit and read the pings,

reconnecting back to the world,

The land of dreams and passion untouched…

 

 

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..

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.

THIRST


This growing thirst,
for the unconquerable,
inscribes and etches,
a beautiful design on our soul…
 
Pining  for this passion,
burning for the feel,
when instigated ,
it melts us within…
Like the gold,
like copper,
amalgamating…
such is the dying passion that assimilates us with the yearned treasure…

ABLAZE


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mysterious dark night  brightened in moon-lite,

ardent atmosphere soaking the spirit of love,

your phrases wooing with grandeur,

I remain calm with all my fervor…

 

Journey of space between traversed,

within few minutes of  getting accustomed,

soliciting expressions  made verbal,

you asking for explicit behaviour!

 

I stop and pause this moment here,

For this isn’t the path I admired,

mute and speechless I remain,

my blushes are the ones I cannot tame!

 

What loving and zealous the brightness feels,

still somewhere within my heart weeps,

Alas! ablaze is the flare …

burning within…

Hoping and desiring

for a momentous begin…

 

 

 

 

 

 

FLORILEGIUM


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Precious beads of love I weave together delicately,

creating a garland around your heart ,

with string of the philiac…

 

Adorning you with chaplets of  tender flowers of my wish,

bedecking your  soul with my musical harmony….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Diamonds,pearls envy the indigenous make,

devoid they remained of being  woven with such grace…

 

 

Coronal wreath or a  florilegium ,

It embellishes your contours of  existence…

disseminating  ambrosial essence,

for  the aeonian passionate presence…

A DROP OF PASSION


” Honestly , I have a crush on you,”

he uttered with a soft whisper,

A little surprise and with a blush,

she moved aside her locks ,

to have a glimpse of her own …

“Is he joking or having fun,

teasing me with a brilliant pun”,

wondered she with confused thoughts,

his words had broken her silence form…

“Your words ,your smile…

you in every form,

I would  love to be with you

in dreams to adorn…

the dried withered heart of mine,

which laughs and laughs..

and when alone it whines…”

confessed the young charming man,

in the middle of darkness,

when the world sleeps ,

but his feelings uncapped…

“Give me a drop of passion you have ,

to let me get the taste of it,

how does it feel to have a heart…

full of passion for everything”,

His voice echoed in her ears,

smilingly she sipped some water…

and said 

“You will get the passion you want ,

even if you are a separate entity,

If words connect thoughts,

feelings bond the  hearts,

emotions tie the souls within,

You will float in a passionate form,

amidst this mean  world of  living beings…”