The Beauty of Singing Spring!

It was raining and my eyes were beholding the tapping water from the sky drop by drop. As it stopped I could not hold my feet touching that stagnant rain water on my floor. I came out and the words came from my heart: ............

Rain is over just drizzling few

   Sun shining little, also can see the dew

       Floor is wet and so is this floating air

           Amusing it is with fascinating flair

Refracting light separates making it a lovely rainbow

    Reflection from a drop on leaflet also sparkling somehow so

       Birds refreshing, cooing, spreading and twitching wings

           More even it allures as more this spring sings!

Searching Your Engraved Words

My Dear,

I am very much restless without you, without your voice and words. To the extent of not finding any words to write. Only you are the one who can take me and my words out of it.

With paper sheaf have fist tight

      I am reciting my own, written inside

             What is there I am trying to take out

                    So silence but hearing so loud

                          Some thoughts are arrested, not bailable

                                   Edgy it made me some impatient little irritable.

Writing for you but shall I search to my thoughts or to you?

        Disappeared both your favourite words and so as you

              Search my heart “the cubbyhole” Only You find the words you engraved

                         Superbly chiseled so deep and will never fade

                               You come besides, whisper a words few

                                      Let them germinate out, let them enjoy the dew

If I Grieved You

If someone is angry to the extent that you don't find any way of persuading them it pains a lot inside. You have all your love in your hands to show them.

Pain is high when it pains you

Heart is hurt when it hurts you

Distances are but where far you

Still it feels that I harsh you

With you I am until life and to lives

Neither limits me depth of core nor height of skies

Not even eve set or if it is early rise

Deep heart I mean it with, just not I entice

Forgive me for if I grieved you

My love is true but if you feel I did cheat you.

Keep me along as always you kept

I am with you yes always with you

The Love is Crying for Love!

If I loved then why I lost her? If I made it then why I am crying now?

The Love is why after all crying for Love

The one who has Love why annoying only to Love

If is kept thinking precious, the thing costliest is the love

If is kept closest to heart, the thing purest is only love

He knew so is love, then why The Love did only harsh the love

Why did it hurt to the only Love he always wanted to love

Love now has separated, gone away, why is sad the lonely Love

If he wished so, then

The Love is why after all crying for Love

The Master of Soul!

I don't know about my fate, about my future but yes I know my soul will lead it to positive and my heart will make it pure.

Where I am, something propelled or I made so?

     I’m poor by fate or this is what I lead to?

          Shall I cry for not getting that or withstand? Obstacles although

                  I know I have thy weapon, my Soul, I may master to.

Why I hurt, why torment? What I have to be so proud?

       Deluding Ego-trip just to make sad, can’t just I be love bound?

              Only by love it might be overcome else all is insane, all absurd

                     Can’t I be thy captain of my lovely heart?

When I Had Wings

How free I was, how joyful was that time when it was my childhood time. Everything for fun, to be happy without any expectation, with no greed. I just came to remember of that.

Wings I had, yes I flew

If not in sky, yes in deep view

View of love, happiness and longing

Wings of truthfulness, innocence and being with

Dawn used to be joyful, cheering dew

Winsome was all, what flawed what I loved to

Neither this world was alien nor do I talk of heaven

But THE WORLD OF MY CHILDHOOD, I miss, yeah that I concern.