Collection…

1- Glimpse…

She was lolling aimless in the garden,

Her lazy feet made its way through the wild bushes, the pace was rather slow,

It was late, dusk was about to unroll its curtain,

She could not think of anything, she was not certain,

She had a pale grey look in her eyes, as if all her ware lies,

She felt tired physically rather mentally,

Sickness was reflecting all over her,

Suddenly her eyes met something very soothing, something mesmerizing,

An enchanting sensation ran through her,

There was an instant spark in ‘them’,

‘They’ were pure, true, promising,

The ‘very’ eyes she had been searching for so long,

Her speech became still slower,

As ‘he’ came closer, she could hear her heart pounding faster,

She could distinctly feel a strange change,

She was at lack of words, her emotions seems vaguely amusing and puzzled,

Her eyes were still transfixed in ‘them’,

‘They’ had a blackish tint full of warmth, love and affection.

 

2- Exploring Nature…

I love to feel the gentle breeze,

I love to listen to birds twittering,

I like to see the stars glittering,

I like to touch the butterfly wings,

I like to hear the Cuckoo sing,

I like to see the blue canvas of the sky,

Painted with patches of clouds so high,

I love to run through the stretched green valley,

With narrow streams here and there,

I love the rainbow touching the heaven,

Dancing in the colours of seven,

I love the shinning rim of the moon,

Licking it like a silver spoon.

 

3- It’s Me…

Touch my heart and you will feel,

It’s full of pain and no space to heal,

Read my mind and you will find,

It’s full of tangles but nothing to bind,

Touch my soul and you will know,

It’s hard as rock and cold as snow.

 

4- Love…

Love is passion and Love is pure,

Love is lust and Love is trust,

Love is cold and love is warm,

Love is weak and Love is strong,

Love is joy and Love is sorrow,

Love is a game that everybody ought to play,

Love is food for our soul,

Love is wine served in a golden bowl,

Love is a mirage in a dessert,

Love is a radar in a ship,

Love is chaotic and Love is poetic,

Love is a blessing and Love is a curse,

Love is what takes a woman closer to a man’s purse.

 

5- She cried…

She had so many dreams,

Twinkling in her eyes.

She wanted to be so much,

Nothing extraordinary as such.

She wanted to say so many things,

But her throat felt so dry,

Her eyes were so tired to dream,

She wanted to feel so much

But her senses felt so weak.

She has so much to share,

But, alas, nobody was there.

She tried to stop them but they were gone,

Leaving her isolated and alone.

She felt so unwanted and pitied,

There was a deep pain in her heart.

She tried hard to hold back her tears,

And fill her heart with cheers.

But she cried till her heart ached,

She had no one to call her own,

To make them feel her sorrow,

To make them understand her pain,

To share her loneliness and helplessness.

Finally, she accepted her fate, there was no hope.

All her dreams shattered into pieces,

All her feelings were numb, everything was out of her reaches.

 

Then one day…. everything changed,

She saw her loved ones gathered together,

They had all come for her, only for her.

She was there, covered in a floral white gown,

She looked beautiful; her unseen beauty was vibrant, serene and sound,

Everybody talked about her- emotions and things she longed everybody would feel.

 

Yes, things have changed, the day had come- she is dead.

Her corpse lying there, suddenly she was so important.

 

But today, she has nothing to reciprocate, nothing to emote,

All her feeling and dreams have become so remote.

 

Somehow, it seemed to be the happiest day of her life,

It was a new beginning with the end of her life.

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