Mortal

In  flood of  thoughts

I try to swim, 

sinks my nostrils

and emotions run to the brim…

Like a web woven with fine threads

knotted is the mind

in vivid imagination

castles are  built

the biggest of them

collapses

 without prior intimation

like a deck of cards fall

while staging like a palace

so appear the dreams

temporary and mortal.

HUES OF SKY

Beyond the hues of the sky
reside my dreams,
far away from the horizon
away from the world mean...

in crimson ,saffron red I find,
the passion of my dreams,
motivates which every instant
with endless energy.

in azure ,I discover the serene
tranquil notes of life
which calm my senses
irate, like a stream pristine...

in dark sapphire grey ,i see
the storming clouds very near
hovering over my empty mind
if i run and flee with fear...

seeing the golden yellow,
I am inspired with a ray of hope,
that every grey cloud get saside
and a silver streak is always behind 
to show!!!
 

EARTH AS BRIDAL !

 

Coloured spectrum I perceive,
awe inspired and elated I stand,
overwhelmingly overpowering
the painting of nature,
resplendent and magnificent
myriad emblazons
making me wonder...
is this heaven
or earth bedecked
as a bridal!

PINNACLE

Stretching the hands far
to touch the zenith and the stars
is 
beyond the limit of  those minds
who lose patience and forget
perseverance pays in every form...


To climb such heights
without a fall,
is like saying
clouds without a rainfall!


For every step that takes you high
nearer to the blue sky
has the footprint
of a determined soul
who dares to go against the flow...


Efforts sincere and yearning
for the goal
living the dream
with zeal to grow
Aiming for the highest peak
humbler he becomes
while getting closer to the pinnacle!

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.