Thursday, 14 December 2017

Are you with me?

Are you with me..
Since you took my breath,
I am fixed in one paradoxical sway,
Neither can I move away,
Nor can I remain quiet through out the way,
Certain susceptible questions cripple my mind to doom say,
Whether you intensely mean your verbs,
Or you simply utter the words to touch the waves of my shore,
Every night during my conversation with Stars,
I ask, are you really the God send or the myth for whom,
My grey trust shines golden when sun cast,
you are my mermaid, you are my fairy, you are my angle,
That is my hallucination in all of my story,
I weave verse ,I write stanzas, I hum love songs,
To please your heart,
With out knowing ,do I really beep in your pulse?
Do you feel same as I feel so?
Questions and questions ring in my mind,
Quite uneasy for me now to carry such puzzles and move in single line,
Hence to end my worries,
Convey my dearer ,Are you with me?

Tuesday, 12 December 2017

Waiting


Waiting for you…..
Is  killing me…
Living  because waiting,
It is pinching,
Bit hurting ,
I am  hanging around to satisfy my yearning,
The seconds are longer,
Days are longest and month is pitiless,
Ah! In this cruel minutes your thoughts are softest,
Like the oasis in the Sahara desert,
I quench my thirst  in fancy,
I satisfy my hunger staying in fantasy,
I meet you in my castle of sky,
I hold you tight ,so that you can not fly,
 I dream and loom  hundreds of lyre,
 tolerantly I wait for you,
To share my tale of sufferings
Sometime pleasing ,the very next time tormenting,

Monday, 11 December 2017

The Enthralling Light


In the still winter night,
I am surprised to see the smile of light,
 slowly marching with delight,
I could inhale its fragrance,
I could touch its brightness,
I could feel its alluring embrace,
It’s all so soothing,
So captivating, so enthralling,
I couldn’t avoid my eyes constantly from staring,
The calm presence of it making me nerve stirring,
I want to have it ,just want  grab it in my palms,
To keep it protected from any charms,
The virgin light has created my land divine,
My excitement knew no bounds,
Spring entered to my house,
The   flowers of my pot vegetate with vagaries of color,
My heart danced and danced to mellow,
I started living and coming out from yellow,
My earth bloomed with thousand  shades,
In my winter days ,this rage is a visage to drift me out from my actual stage,
I am now addicted to its sweet beverage,
I fear If I lose it , its petite sustenance, I may be in chaos throughout the year.

Saturday, 9 December 2017

It's happening


It’s happening…..
Believe me if you like,
Or disbelieve me if you don’t like,
to tell you the truth is what I feel in this moment is right,
It’s happening, yeah! it happened,
You snatched my breath and I am not fine,
When I saw you in crowd,
 suddenly ,in that spur of the second,
my heart and breath started singing loud,
Yes its you, whom I see in my dreams,
 its you, for my heart is ringing,
 its you, for my face is glowing,
its you, for my mind is weaving ,
Stanzas to gift you as a bouquet of super rhyme line,
No wonder if you ask me for the reason  why?
No wonder if you say me crazy and then deny,
No wonder if my words seems superfluous to your regulatory line,
What to do ?How will express my view?
I am already stricken  with  this mystery of fathomless feeling  ,  
And its happening.......
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Thursday, 7 December 2017

December wind


O cool December wind,
When thou ping to my skin,
The bumps in me sing,
The melody of coldness,
In its finniest  pitch,
The hot puff from my mouth swirls,
Cool feet inside the warm socks twirls,
The woolen blanket is in high spirits,
After months it is seeing our fervent likes for it,
Warm welcome to the Christmas tree,
The Christmas carol and the great Santa’s gifts,
The winter vacation and picnic trip,
Then the Christmas eve ,variety of cakes and pastries in shop bracket,
Will lure us with different shades,
The DJ night in New year’s eve , cracking the floor bit by bit,
Bursting   of crackers  and beatification of lights will sing ,
New Year is approaching.

Wednesday, 6 December 2017

That Day

That day…
That day is probably the end of our day,
We never interacted after that day,
Yet missed more after that day,
Wanted to meet more after that day,
Mind became more restless after that day,
All my dreams clad with you after that day,
I started listening sad songs after that day,
Stopped my conversation with stars after that day,
I  forgot to smile ,forgot myself ,after that day,
I see your image in crowd,
 I  visualize your picture in  the posters  of hoardings,
I don’t gather rose and I don’t practice prose ,after that day,
I live just to live ,I walk just to walk,
I want you by my side, but after that day ,
I know it is of  no meaning,
You will not return and I will also not run after this inane feeling.

Tuesday, 5 December 2017

Before I met you

Things were different before I met you,
I use to search the adorable word in the dictionary and its usage,
I use to think it a silly game ,and a severe mistake,
I use to write the word with out profound knowledge,
I use to hum myself with melodious duets,
I use to learn the lines of romantic dialects,
I use to roam listening the songs of passionate subject,
I use to dance in the rhythm of fervent rhyme,
I use to move aimlessly thinking no one mine.

But………
The day I met you..
My diameter changed,
My rotation is centred,
My attention sees nothing except you in my bosom,
I see your image in the Moon,
I feel your sparks in the hot Sun,
I cool myself in the windy breeze,
I remain calm when thunder strikes in front of my dome,
I could sense the rapid vibration in my nerves,
When you are near to me ,and when I hear your voice over phone,
I could realize the meaning of this vast term,
Love ,the most mysterious word I got to know.

Monday, 4 December 2017

Conversation between two


Boy- oh dear! Where have you disappeared,
The Moon has descended its throne,
Dazzling stars are making my fun,
Come soon I am waiting since dawn.
Girl- Oh dear! sorry being late,
I know you might be bit annoyed,
But dear see those hovering clouds,
For them only I created this mistake,
To come here to  meet you late.
Boy- My darling ,now  do not blame the clouds,
Should have seen the strings of time watch,
 they didn’t speak about our conference,
Perhaps you were busy with some one else.
Girl- How dare to think so,
I have  come overcoming all the obstructions,
Only to meet you,
Is this my reward I receive from you,
The abusive language and grumbling face,
No smile not even a gift,
No tea, no ice cream,
Bye Bye , lot of my work pending.
Boy- O my sweeter than honey,
Please don’t go leaving me ,see I am crying,
God Promise !I will never say hurting,
Sweetie dear you can of course come late,
I will wait for you ,simultaneously I will be chatting with other girl friend in net.
Girl- what??

Saturday, 2 December 2017

Whole Day


Where were you the whole long day?
No message in messenger,
No message in whatsapp,
Not even a single phone call,
Not concerned to inform me through mail,
Just killed my whole day,
Through out the day I checked my posts,
Surfed in net, just to get a clue of your missing tale,
Worried and anxious about your whereabouts,
Sincerely praying for your goodness in my silent bouts,
I started asking all the questions in one flow,
She smiled and whispered ,Is it?
I was busy the whole day,
I am sorry for your sorry state,
My anger bubbles vanished in thin air,
I
forgot my day long affair.