My Friendship

Just a few days back  I met a gabble girl  And discovered  Gossip is her only art  Enough to make you swirl  She and her ceaseless babbles  Doesn't care of what you think  Oblivious to what you feel You will laugh at her light humor Only till the time you're not at her wink! ''Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall You are fatty ,short and droll'' ''I am pink, you are blue I am sweet, you are phew!'' ''Season of reasons come and go Your cacophony voice like crow''  She will laugh at your attire  and every little thing  Unlike us, she didn't give  a second thought before she utter When one tries to stop her  She acclaim 'Right to Expression' Tragic is, her seriousness is mistaken  but not her gabble! I asked, how do you get so much to speak? Does speaking gives you ATP?? :p Her smiling face turned dull I looked into her aggressive eyes Gabble is an art,She said. I can speak anything and ...

I am just another being  Dwelling on this wandering star  I know, you're not interested   Still I will precede, spar! Last word doesn't justify me  Sweet, defines me better. No? I am Fred, a fly Don't raise up your brow My wings flutter with grace Drifts towards wherever it likes A new venture to take  Cannot resist myself to hike Who does not love temptation? No different in my case It feels good to see a kid trying to embrace Perhaps, my presence disturbs you But then, I don't bother Because you never did for me Sweet music interrupt your slumber  Do you know reason behind? Though humans are the wisest  Yet they are so oblivious   To remember, an aura, brightest  A  mere planet of garbage  earth would be without me Every creation of the God  Has some reason. Let me live with glee  Composed for A to Z Challenge  

Entangle in the materialism web Time comes, I seek solitary For a sigh of relief  Envisage gives rise to poetry A thousands of thoughts induce  fascinate over a sudden discovery  I get back to myself With the feel of recovery  Once a poetry is composed  blooms as a magnificent flower Flourishes its fragrance of meaning Once it takes birth becomes immortal Composed for A to Z Challenge

Out of my bedtime stories On a one fine day  A real wild dragon confronted His eyes searching for prey I was alone and scared  hugged my teddy in despair My heart skipped its beat  Giant beast came with blare   Mom says, smile at fear  I smiled through my eyes Soon his anger eluded away He looked calm and wise    I asked out his name To which he answered, Drubble His voice was so grave I insisted, I won't trouble  Even I won't. He said Your innocence calms me down I need a promising friend Please accept. Do not frown Dear Drubble, I promise you I will be there always Vow, you won't come out People will kill you, flay  Composed for A to Z Challenge

Dipped in cream milk Blend with cocoa Icing of caramel  Rich with nuts,crackle and dry fruits Conquer my will and  dwindle my fortitude  for weight loss Whenever it comes  to my sight I can't resist  to adrift myself willingly  into its heavenly aroma When it melts into my mouth I slurp my tongue all around And close eyes in delight  so as to concentrate on my only ''possession obsession'' I devour and savor it bit by bit  not wanting to end our scrumptiously sweet kissing ;) Composed for A to Z Challenge    

Whenever I get into their company I find myself lost and disconnected from the world full of buzz and I willingly drive myself into an unreal world which fancies me more than the real .The process is gradual and rather mystic. The more time I spend with them the more I want to remain stick to them to discover more of philosophies, truths of life, morals to self guide and fantasy to beautify dreams. They move according to my mood. When I feel down they uplift me with quotes of positivism, when I feel unimaginative they tell stories to me, when I feel like crying they; like a sweet friend makes me laugh with humorous notes, when I am misguided they indirectly with something written in bold makes me realize my mistake. Powerful words constitute the life of a book and heartbeats reign the continuity of life. Whenever we meet, we meet with thorough of ourselves. Such is our relation! We share a sweet silent converse to which I never get bored of! :-)

With an obligate I opened drawer I knew what I wanted , a crate.   Enveloped with the layers of dust it was I smeared over with care so as to  sanctify it with an eulogy and love That she blessed me with!  A pair of luster gold bangles   Grandma gave them to me ages back They still have the same resplendence  As fresh as that day in my memory My eyes are wet and heart ecstatic  For, now it's my turn to keep our ethic  I'll consign them to my granddaughter  Before I bid an adieu to the beautiful bride  Composed for  A to Z Challenge