A Life gets over


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gulmohar

A part of me is sliced tonight

chaffed off my tender heart

The breath is half,

Life becomes half

snatches as the clutches of destiny

from my existence

a part

Somewhere down the years , the bruised portion will grow

balm the wounds with verses of blood

curing pain of the open shredded injuries

A part of me then shall merge,

rejuvenate

coalesce and unite to assimilate finally

like a body converts to ashes

and integrates in the soil

A Life gets over

I love to watch !


 
I love to watch the flying bird
who has the strength to soar higher
regardless of strong winds
manages
to flap the wings
and stay there more…
through the thick clouds
in the high skies, is its flight
hovering over huge mountains
the avian
like a free soul glides.
when will the heart scot free
flying over distant hills
when shall the limits and bonds
vanish,tie which the soul
to a post
in chains of imprisoning.
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The Veins of Aim!


flutters the winged ,

flaps them freely,

thou heart!

your zeal to fly high reverberates!

 

like the young butterfly

out from a cocoon,

excited is thou,

to mingle in the blue…

 

on flowers to dance,

in flowing stream to play,

beneath trees to rest

on paths to trail…

 

thou heart ! you leap and jump

to reach the zenith

in seconds to come!

go forth ! move ahead!

fill your zest in the

veins of your aim!

 

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DREAM


within the closed eyelids
lives a dream,tiny,small and glittering
whose shimmer shines like thousand stars
amidst the deep forest or even in dark….

 

like a perfumed rose, as a satin feel
the bud of dream ,lives to dream
as cluster of pearls precious
it gathers moments transitory.

 

like an evanescence of fragrant oils
which fill the senses with richness
the infinitesimal dream
diffuses in our breathe!

NOBLE PROFESSION


Classy chose few embellished dreams
They signify the status and reach
impractical and hard to decipher
The nomenclature of the modern day objective.
 
What fuss the jargons create thus
 piling with verbiage
 leaving aside rectitude and veracity
with dancing doldrums of the coloured goals
announces the widely acclaimed aspiration.
 
Preferred if, another idyllic venture
Lies which beyond the commoner’s comprehension
assumes the widespread then
there doesn’t exist any such profession.
 
In servitude of mankind thus
to render free expression in form of few precious words
which reveal the  candor  of self
to uplift the withering sense of the perishing humanity…
is my chosen noble profession.
 
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NEW HORIZON,NEWER SKIES !


New horizon, newer skies,

 I dream to touch and fly high

With wings of my imagination

and shade of your pastels

in rhythm with nature

in symphony of  the ether…

on beats of the earth’s rotation

I aspire to scale Everest

in a passionate venture

like a bird mighty soaring heights

lofty, grand, avian

sublime and majestic in character.

 

MAY THIS NEW YEAR BRING PEACE,CONTENTMENT,JOY ,PROSPERITY & HAPPINESS TO ALL

 

 

 

 

 

THE ARCHANGEL OF LIFE


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Priceless than the costliest jewelthose which lie in the ravels of earth
or in the deep waters of ocean,
in the colours of the dancing peacock
spreads who his magnificence
within the deep jungles…
under the grey clouds striking a featured contrast…
precious than the million beauties of the universe,
excelling the comparisons of human deity
chiselled  by His  hands and tools of perfection,
glorified by His grace …
is the stature and charisma of the seraph..
the Archangel of life
who holds me high in the sky
winging me through the dense fog
with her wings of belief and love…
taking me to new unreachable destinations.

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Daily Prompt: My Precious.

 

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PICTURE IT & WRITE – RELIVE !


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Days of  melancholic past

brushed aside

as I wiped the

 memory aghast

Like the written words

on a board

white or black

get erased

with the duster …

I  effaced

the old life

of my thoughts

with  tender touch

of my palm…

A new surface

appeared before

shiny,glossy

transparent more,

I tried to touch it with

my fingers

feeling the

gentleness of the nimble…

I grinned

at the refreshed  layer

a reflection

I saw very clear

Of my dreams

my aspirations alive…

I got

another chance

to live the life

the way

I like!

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A handful of  sparkling dreams,

lofty and beautiful

closed within her tender palm,

 shimmering in dark

As she spreads her arms ,

trying to embrace the heaven

the tiny fragments flew and soared

becoming stars of the celestial…

each particle has a dream,

to live in palace of harmony,

where symphony would play the tune

music becoming euphonic…

each beautiful dream emblazons

 the earth’s chamber ,

 unearthing passion

lighting  thousand  embers…

 

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GERMAN LIED


 

 

close enough to hear your breath,

warmed by your feelings affectionate,

cruising on the sail of life,

in your arms in darkness of the night.

enchanting melodies sway my locks,

your graceful touch embraces the fall,

drowning in the emotions flooded,

my heart sings an amorous song!

floating in the land of fantasy,

coming back to the reality,

i find myself in your embrace

sleeping calmly …

in the echoes of the  LIED!

 

LIED:( german art or  love song!)

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