FREE SPIRITS

  

Free  spirits closer to the heart
are the moments of past
once a part of life
now as broken fragments 
in the abstract sky dark,
in form of myriad of stars
that shine
watching the gloomy weeping heart...

Trying to speak 
with the souls
who crave for their presence 
and are saddened by their depart!  

MELODY OF A BIRD

 

Hiding behind the bushes and trees,
She sings everyday a new melody,
Playing hide and seek with the leaves,
She loves and shies away to remain unseen..


Our morning starts with her sweet voice,
When she sings in her most beautiful voice,
Rarely and very rarely we get her glimpse,
For she loves to sing from behind the scene..


She loves the Blooming flowers of spring,
never stops her music in the spring ,
But do you know who she is ,
Who wishes us happiness and well being..

She is the shy cuckoo bird,
Who wants to make our morning bright,
Inspite that she hides from the world,
Her melody brings respite to our plight...

THE HIDDEN MYSTERY

Deep within the forests of time,

Lay a mystery intertwined,

shrouded by covers of leaves,

away from the world's disbelief.

Many tried to unravel

to know the real center,

none of them could ever reach

through the dense woods 

that made them  creep.

Some got mesmerized 

by the wild flowers

some got entangled 

 in the tangles...

The only one who can  succeed

was the man with noble deeds

who could cut the falling  mazes

with clear thinking and vision deep.

     

Sweet innocence touches the flower
blooming amidst the valleys
gazing unknowingly at the innocuous eyes
the blossoms love the impeccable smiling
Unlike the rough hands
which pluck and crush the petals
without reason ,
heartless and harsh,
It loves the presence of the
adorable childhood
and embraces it in the arms...

THE FLOW

 

With the flowing stream, 

the negativity is washed,
as the fallen leaves of the fall,
yellow,dried,withered,
in the
ever moving river
get lost...
fresh foliage again
reappears
reflecting in the
water crystal clear!

SUNRISE

 

Refracted dispersed fragments of light,
morning sunrise a golden sight,
Rejuvenating mind..
reassuring hope,
in the hearts of saddened ,
reinstating presence of divine.

AN EPITOME

Like an epitome of love,
she graces the universe,
with her innocent
and divine love.
In the melody of
krishna's flute she is revered, the symbol of an ideal devoted lover.

THE AWAIT

Fragrances in air, jasmine sways,
the silvery shine of the moon rays,
my trinklets clink,
anklets tink,
I await for the beloved ...
in the turquoise deck up.
Will he know my presence here,
hidden behind the jasmine bushes,
will his arrival be a surprise,
or the music of the flute...
shall reach me before the saviour!

A CLOUD

A CLOUD

An all embracing cloud ,

Moving unfettered without  any bounds,

Generously showering droplets,

Wherever it moves around…

  

Incandescent  coloured  warmth profound,

Cuddling each and every object on ground,

All and sundry yearning for its closeness,

The most fortunate will only get the success,

Propitious and blessed is the soul,

Which  gets welcomed  in its encirclement as whole…