Thursday, March 27, 2008

Its Magical...

Smell of dry parched earth,
Yearning falls of clouds,
Blazing air,
Touch of a lill butterfly brushing by,
Yesters soft blossoms drooping in sun,
Dry crisp leaves strewn over,
Its magical...Don’t let it wither off, untouched

Feet on tender dew spreading its charm on new born grass,
Cold breeze with a slight hiss,
Heralds the arrival of rains,
Laughter tickled on leaves,
Tender petals quiver,
Lill singled drops of water on window panes after rains,
Mingling with each other one by one to form a stream,
Rippling sound of moving waters,
Nature's ways of adding music to love n life,
Waking up to a birds song,
Nudging your loved one n sharing a dream,
A treasured feeling of home,
Its magical...Don’t let it wither off, untouched

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Incredible tiny glows...

There's a world deep inside me,
Refuses to open up easily,
Only mine,
Secret desires,
Passions wild,
Unseen and uncontrolled,
Flows deep like an unbound ocean,
I possessively hold dear...
A world I have sure to share sometime,
Otherwise, how could I be sincere to myself…

There's a world deep inside me,
Refuses to open up easily,
Secrets in the labryinth,
That world I have sure to share sometime,
Otherwise, how could I be sincere to myself…

There's a world deep inside me,
Refuses to open up easily,
So strong and determined,
Somewhere in that world,
Along the dark tresses, tread boldly,
Incredible tiny glows of brightness...

Monday, March 17, 2008

Ecstacy...

Engrossed in the whispers of the woods,
Watching angel clouds hit mountain tops giving birth to maiden raindrops,
Feeling gentle strokes of wind n soft raindrops delicately brush away,
Watching the violent waves passionately kiss the shore,
Coming back for more like its been holding passion endlessly,
Experiencing golden sand grains wriggle away delicately,
Watching the celestial serenade of stars in the wilderness of night..
Getting lost in the isolation n peace in darkness......
To go down the memory lane,
Nostalgically gathering carefree moments of childhood,
Feeling that aura of inner self, so natural,
Hear soothing words that the soul speaks......
Its ecstasy,
Its pristine,
Solitude n hearing the enchanting music of silence is blissful n most peaceful...