Saturday, 18 July 2015
Wednesday, 15 July 2015
Tuesday, 14 July 2015
Tuesday, 17 March 2015
The weary days end with a view
Where, twilight stars paint the sky like her face,
Carpeted with irresistible buds of beauty;
It unveils the best time from his lonesome highways
To cushions his soul to fall in a beautiful dream.
A buzz or a beep on the phone is a cue,
That his heart is suddenly in an unusual pace,
Where joy finds its way to his heart to bury-
The murky tune of his lonely Fridays;
‘Cause a message from her is a zingy theme.
It was a dead room then, now anew,
His fingers, they run through the keys,
Delightedly creating an arpeggio;
To his heart beats and a melody,
While he laughs, giggles and smiles;
All abound with joy.
On the wall, the clock ticks in harmonic rhythm,
And on his face, a joyous smile sparkles,
As he paints her lovely serene face in his mind,
And lays down for a journey unto haven,
Yet, to unknown and afar in his dreams!
Thursday, 19 February 2015
Had I been a weed?
'Cause I grow etiolated
Of course feebly in the space undesired
Yet the seed fell on it and grew to a feeble me!
Am I a weed?
Nature nurtures me not
'Cause I'm weak and feeble
Deprived of love and nurture.
Will I be a weed till the end?
Or will you pick me for a reason
And nurture me as it ought to be!
'Cause I cannot perish away!
Nature be my love
And the weed; a feeble me
Let nature nurture the weed
And there be a happy ending! :D
Monday, 12 January 2015
Thursday, 1 January 2015
I don't know where I should start
Friends or woman
Life or love
Foods or wines
Parents or family
Education or hobbies
Dreams or desires
Self or all
Afterall it all constitute my life
And I'm blessed to have them all!