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Fading Away

Your enclosure  right from my birth  I merely a bud You save me from  surrounding dearth, Within you I nurtured myself,  A sudden caste away of yours  rendered me into a new self, You're still by my side,  yet you let my  efflorescence  to be in the light, you have been always  a part of me,  without you   I am incomplete  with lost essence of  life and glee I am fading away, With each wind's blow  I sway. Written for A to Z Challenge  

Four Secretive Walls

Away from the usual rushing crowd and customary  So as to attain solace and delve something new I seek solitary Where I can freely imbue my thoughts, deep feelings and realization The creeping urge of it within has refined my life's interpretation  It has stowed and extended me to a different visionary world  Where you read and perceive different stories without hurled  Insensitive to rest of the crowd it confronts in shades various Like this, I've read many of the secret stories ; Anonymous! Peeping through the lane, my eyes wander to embrace and pertain Entrancing a picturesque behind the four walls and curtain There are so many four secretive walls all around me   Conspire a perception, the same moment could be of grief or glee Those split seconds bless birth to someone and takes away someone's life My sight clutches their encountering vibes vary from refrain to strife  Some of them screams aloud to get my attention and...

Autumn and I

I read, reread your intrigue saying you last wrote in the book ''Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall'' I wonder how you can be this close listener of my heart! There is a beep for you deep in me that tune everyday  To ask, if you're too longing for me?  My love for autumn, my love in autumn, my love is   like  autumn There is a mystery that carries along same as the crisp air in autumn An ease of sensitivity and indifferent that crave for seclusion and peace My feelings are colorful and are mostly red with the essence of your love After reading your words, being far yet close heart to heart I feel like flying But then my instinctive fiery and nature disclose the reality I fear of! ''I swing high and low Ruled by the air's (love) blow Upside I see the vast sky Downside a little fly Getting ready to chase Unaware of a sudden blase! '' It's not that I don't want to fly in the dr...

The month of rebirth 'April '

With the departure of mist When season changes and spring shifts  Moist in air fierce to dry drift The month of rebirth 'April ' then commence I celebrate flow of emotions with reverence  Spirituality then awakes within  Up bring muses of credence  Azure sky fuses contemplation and inspiration  evaluates a new creation here the Words rule without any domination   The same happened to me when I found myself  deceive from expressions The Writer's Block A year passed with no new muse  I was so confused  If I'll be able to write anymore  OR Is the poetic journey destined no more Like every year the month of rebirth commenced  But this time along with the blessings of  Poetic Treasure  that allows my inner Me  to come out of depressing fissure.

Haiku: Paradox

Prolong melody I listen seeking silence consort emotions Written for September Heights - Day24 - P#183 - Paradox

Death Of A Soul

To soar higher with true colors of happiness There can be seen her impeccable elite of ambiance Bustle in with constant pace - forth towards her target A wise sensitivity in her of patience Remarks her prodigy of allegiance The scenery of life changes its shades Irrespective of the time but in respect to capricious stage Unfolds the mysteries or misconstrue by the viscous mist To re-write or began a new story then from there is strenuous Alas! She was unaware of A little delusion from her precept landed her to the world of illusion  Obliterating in unconsciousness devouring drugs Segregated from morals, reluctance to make decisions  Her body and mind seeking for the dose worth for survival Lost in insomnia, aggression,restlessness ache within Conflicting her reaches to destiny   A fear within isolating her in solitude where no one cares In vague, her sarcastic attitude towards the life She passed her youth in dilemm...

Feelings remain indelible when...

I want to know your dream , your desire , your destiny  Tell me where I should take you to? My dream is to be in your embrace till my last breath, My desire is to be the reason of your heartbeats, My destiny is, the path to follow that unite ME & YOU with heart and soul... Take me wherever you like... That destine ME & YOU! Listening her promising words he vow her with a kiss on her forehead to assure her, ''I promise our love will remain evergreen and everlasting, I have faith in you.'' ''Feelings remain indelible when admired in the same way from the other side.''

Deserted

Enveloped my way with glittering sand , the deserted charm  Written for Haiku Heights ( Day - 2)

A Dedication

Tree of Happiness Starring destiny Steps longing through Decisions with deliberation  Acknowledging deep I met hurdles as my lonely journey's mate Ruminating me with enigma and delusion And fighting through all these I found you journey of life You assembled every possible peace and smile Merging hands of unity we fought with every obstacle boldly A shower of happiness An oasis of love Cloud of fantasy We stood together high Assuring each other to never leave aside!   P.S.- This post is my dedication to all my blogger buddies for being there every time to listen and advice me. You all are so close to me..A sweet family just like that above fulfilled tree.  My best wishes to all :)

Mesmerizing that beautiful incident

My grandmother has a great charm towards the nature.As I remember I was about of 6 or 7 years of age when an enticing incident took place. Me and Grandma were in our lavish green garden cover with grasses and elegant fragrant blossoms. She was singing  a melodious song while watering the growth. I didn't understand what she was singing but still was dancing on its tune and suddenly my sight captivated by a magnificent sky blue color butterfly with white dotted patches on her feathers, a black color sharp outline covering her feathers all around. I was curious to see her beauty. For once I glared at my Grandma , she was busy in her own tunes and watering the growth. I took my steps close to that resplendent creature to grapple, and I did!. But her quivering feathers irritated my fingers and I loosed my hand with a disgrace to let her fly and then I realized Grandma standing besides me with hopeless glimpse..the reason ...

A tribute to Pancham Da

Today is a death ceremony of Bollywood's legend and a  great  music director R.D. Burman. I would like to share today something about this great musician who showed a bright way to the Bollywood's music industry. Rahul Dev Burman (R.D Burman) was born in Kolkata. According to some stories, he was nicknamed as Pancham because, as a child ,whenever he cried,it sounded in fifth note (Pa) of the Indian musical scale.The word Pancham means five in Bengali .When he was nine years old,he composed his first song, Aye meri topi palat ke aa.  The tune of the song Sar jo tera chakraaye was composed by him as a child.His father loved the tune and included it in the soundtrack of Guru Dutt's Pyaasa and later in 2004, the soundtrack for Pyaasa was given an award for '' The Best Music In Film''. R D Burman started his career as assistant to his father,  Sachin Dev Burman .  Burman's first released movie as a music director was  Mehmoo...

Ugly truth of deceitful world

My true innocent heart says; Love everyone and praise, Tracing out one's truthfulness, The negative impression is taking away my faith, So mean, So cheap , So thoughtless this world ; Took my love and kindness for granted? Still my heart says influence the hue of love everywhere, But what if my mind is not ready to tolerate those false promises and selfish deeds.. That broken me so deep! Now I think, Oh! I was a fool who loved them more and more, Sacrificed all my willing keeping in mind their heart and feelings not to deplore, But what it's outcome at last? All belief and love got blast ! It ruined with pain, That gained nothing except regret and strain . This poem is written for  Thursday Poets Rally Week 56  

DREAMS

Dreams are like free bird, They always keep on trying to reach at the top, Dreams are full of expectations, Dreams are full of determination, Dreams are like a key of a lock of our desire, They makes us stood higher and higher, Dreams are the happiness of satisfaction, Our dreams shows us the way to move ahead, It's only our dreams tides us with our success.. Dreams are full of strenous, Dreams are full of sacrifice, Dreams are full of imagination, Dreams are full of hope, They are only dreams that gives us strength to fly higher and higher.