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  • First kiss!

    First kiss!

    While I was busy in handling the chaos of my unbalanced life,

    Destiny greeted me with a matured soul for whom I’d strive.

    I could see myself drowning in the useless ocean getting wasted,

    But my placid heart was dying already to get tested.

    I still remember the first touch of his divine lips.

    Surreal, energetic, calm and mine!

    I remember how effortlessly he convinced me to kiss a stranger.

    The chocolate helped him to manipulate me better.

    I remember how tactfully he undressed me, the soothing moonlight too was in his side.

    I do remember how gracefully he amored me, his gestures painted a rainbow vibe.

    Where the pathetic world talks about the duration of the bonds,

    He beautifully explains me about the quality instead.

    Amidst my immaturity, he completes my tantrums.

    Feed me with food,

    Love me more when I am nude.

    Amidst my lack of humour, he laughs on my innocence and my lame joke.

    Goes on stupid rollercoaster slides with me for our intrigue to grow.

    Though we found each other on the opposite dark paths,

    No doubt our journeys too were vaguely different.

    Today, 2018 has started.

    The mother earth holds the future.

    But our paths seem familiar and our journeys too seem peculiar!

  • Rain

    Rain

    I carry loads of pain

    I carry loads of pain 

    which tears can’t heal,

    I just wait for the rain,
    A glimpse of which 

    those wounds would 

    automatically seal..

     

     

     

     

  • The Someone

    The Someone

    It was a dark, rainy night,

    When the lovely moon was in sight.

    Not a cry, not a rustle, nothing but …,

    Footsteps in someone’s house, thak, thak, thank.

    He was climbing up the steps,

    And I was up in bed at that time,

    At 2:00 in the night!

    No one was with me in the room,

    Except for my shadow and a lizard.

    I was truly scary because in the bathroom,

    The tap’s tip, tip, the tip could be heard loudly,

    And so very like my heartbeats!

    As time went by, the footsteps came closer,

    And many questions arose in my mind – was it a man or a ghost?

    Was he in our house or in the neighbor’s?

    Oh, it was so frightening, and I was so scared, what if he was in our house?

    Oh! No, I do not or can not think of what may happen,

    Would he take me, would he kidnap me?

    All this kept whirling in my mind …

    Just then ow ow went by hooting,

    By my window, past the ventilators,

    Oh! How scared I was, I wish you could have seen after that scary moment, I heard someone walk across the attic, Thak, Thak, Thak-the same footsteps,

    Oh! the footsteps, How could they reach the attic, without even crossing my room?

    I Wondered , At last the thought came to me,

    It was a thief!

    But how did he reach the attic from without? Or was it a thief upstairs and a man or ghost

  • The Winter

    The Winter

    The trees are heavy with snow,

    Christmas is here.

    The smoke rises from the houses, all is white

    … It’s winter …..

     

    Falling, the snow is falling,

    All the birds sing in chorus the branches,

    of the trees heavy with soft and fluffy snow.

    Hanging on the door of the homes,

    the Christmas garlands.

    Made from the holly leaves and,

    the red shining berries.

    Under the Christmas tree, there are all the presents.

    The epiphany is near:

    the socks are ready hanging by the fire

    or by the children’s beds.

    The children enjoy themselves

    skiing or making snowmen.

    Their scarves wrapped around their necks.

    Carrots and buttons animate their faces.

    Now it’s all silent.

    …. It’s winter…..

  • We touched each other like…

    We touched each other like…

    We touched each other like,
    But we knew it was going to hurt,
    Maybe a little fear,
    Maybe good for us,
    It was too late to stop,
    Pretend to be invincible,
    Even though we knew
    Ending up,piece was possabslities,
    Pain seemed so far away when your weren’t..

  • Listen

    Listen

    Travelling one mile

    In search of a smile,

    As I see

    The most beautiful eyes

    Hide hundreds of lies,

    Reasons to find

    That still bind,

    The most gracious smile

    With the pain’s pile,

    Peel off the hurt

    Rinse the worries

    And talk because I know it is more beautiful than a pair of doves,

    To listen what you love ❤