years end,
seasons change
time moves
moments chained…
beneath the surface
when can you see
the soft bosom of delicate care
days,nights,
months pass
life with challenges moves on…
yet you are blind to
my revealed …inner self …
how long, how far
shall I strive to carry on
when you still can’t see
my unselfish being!
The Final meet
the earthly pastels saw the morning dawn, when the lush green meadows ran through the long stretches... met the flowing brook whilst on their way ...little flowers bloomed and kissed the charming sway. the tiny weeds along the path brushed and saw the new grasses born... and far away a cry reaches another ear,miles apart across thousand seas, under the vast stretched sky echoing semblance of loved thoughts singing epics of the eternal bond ... here arrives on the heart of the ultimatum on the verge of the universal sphere in the aura of the pristine atmosphere under the colours of the azure amidst the fragrance of thousand jasmines the final meet.. the unison of the earthy colours with the golden aureate destined and predestined to meet...
The “Reach” which touches or the “Touch” which reaches?
Ever thought is it the Reach to thousands of people all around the globe that touches them,or is it the Touch which they feel ,makes my verses on my blog accessible?
The long journey ,an interesting one ,it has been on WordPress,since the time I started writing here.
As I have a look at my stats today, I see more than 70,000 views from all over the world . Readers have been here leaving their love and encouragement in form of comments which cross over 13,000 .
People from over 200 countries have visited my blog and it amazes me how we all get connected through this beautiful realm of expressions!
What is it that attracts or pulls?
The words,the poems, my thoughts,the colourful themes…
No, I think its the journey of my learning rather their own where I have got connected to everyone refining me more and more.
Today as the book”Suroor of the Soul” resonates with the audience from varied class,profession,age and gender.
I know its all destined and was!
For now,read the beautiful thought shared by Uzoma from 85 degress,who is very well known to us,about the book. http://wp.me/p2KNt5-m2
He includes a small interview of my views and perception too in this link! http://wp.me/p2KNt5-mk
Thank you everyone who has been here and has encouraged,inspired and motivated me to write more and more.
Best wishes,
Soumya
A REFULGENT
Melancholic ambience in the magnetic core,
magnetism questions the sobriety unknown,
gravity of intensified sentiments,
solitarily and lonely standing alone!!!
effulgent and radiant heart,
core of lugbriousness now,
dubious and in dismay,
the beating pulse asks why?
Compassion , love and care,
jewels it possessed,
devoid remains itself …
Still glowing like refulgent!
soumyav 