The sky, like life,stands overcast
Perplexed, as shadows of rain move past.
Yonder, the sun threatens to pour its embers
But,the clouds do seem to promise a shower.
As the time withers away,
The dilemma becomes more and more grave.
The travellust stormy winds come whistling loud
Strong as he is, wants to take with him the clouds.
Pity to watch the lover earth on flames,
Romance brings suffering, for everyone, the same
Will the clouds abandon him, carried away by the winds?
Or will faith give the strength to stand by its friends?
I wonder and wonder as I watch
What the decision will be at last?
From heaven as the beads of pearl sweep down
Relief! that the earth was not left forlorn.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Bliss showers
The green eyes which refuse to open
From their sleep,in this beautiful dawn.
The lustrous lamp lit by divine hands
Has not yet adorned the horizon.
The gloomy mist encircling the hills,
Have not lain on grasses to rest.
The early birds that chirp from afar,
Aren't the ones that have left their nests.
The little streams from the rain of the night
Have not lost their flow,yet.
The glistening lips of the beautiful flowers
With a dreamy smile,are still wet.
Beauty speaks with unspoken words
That breaks the silence of this hour
Nature alive with wonderful sights
And into the minds,bliss showers.
From their sleep,in this beautiful dawn.
The lustrous lamp lit by divine hands
Has not yet adorned the horizon.
The gloomy mist encircling the hills,
Have not lain on grasses to rest.
The early birds that chirp from afar,
Aren't the ones that have left their nests.
The little streams from the rain of the night
Have not lost their flow,yet.
The glistening lips of the beautiful flowers
With a dreamy smile,are still wet.
Beauty speaks with unspoken words
That breaks the silence of this hour
Nature alive with wonderful sights
And into the minds,bliss showers.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Nature
A beautiful twilight lights the earth..
As a new morning takes its birth
Pinks and blues adorn the sky
On it, the shadows of birds that fly
When the arms of a cold breeze sweeps the land
It embraces every tree and every grass
The rattles of a drizzle that falls on the sand
And the buds shaking in the tune to a dance..
The voice of the birds in melodious chirps
From the head of the grass, a dew drop drips
They fill the coldest of hearts with pleasure
As the mother nature opens her treasures
The joys of dawn bestowed upon us..
In which one feels a mother’s caress
Are not deprived even when dusk falls….
As the sun sets behind the mountain walls
The orangish - blue fades to dark..
The stars twinkle with the beauty of a spark..
The hush of the night, broken by the sounds…
Of gnawing insects and of barking hounds..
The calmness of mind is enveloped by fears
But before they get transformed to tears…
The hands of sleep begins its magic..
Promising another day of fun and frolic
As a new morning takes its birth
Pinks and blues adorn the sky
On it, the shadows of birds that fly
When the arms of a cold breeze sweeps the land
It embraces every tree and every grass
The rattles of a drizzle that falls on the sand
And the buds shaking in the tune to a dance..
The voice of the birds in melodious chirps
From the head of the grass, a dew drop drips
They fill the coldest of hearts with pleasure
As the mother nature opens her treasures
The joys of dawn bestowed upon us..
In which one feels a mother’s caress
Are not deprived even when dusk falls….
As the sun sets behind the mountain walls
The orangish - blue fades to dark..
The stars twinkle with the beauty of a spark..
The hush of the night, broken by the sounds…
Of gnawing insects and of barking hounds..
The calmness of mind is enveloped by fears
But before they get transformed to tears…
The hands of sleep begins its magic..
Promising another day of fun and frolic
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