A stretch of magnificence
Untouched and pure.....
Where songs of the nightingale
Awaken the day.....
With trees in a deep dreamless slumber
And the delicious lustre of leaves,
Fringed with the glistening beads of dew......
Where beetles immerse in their dewy sleep
Blanketed by the petals of flowers....
An inexplicable bliss
In the wordless melodies,
Of the winged beings.....
An ocean of colours,
Flooding the flutter of the butterflies.....
The delectable perfume of life
Diffusing into the purged air....
The rhythm of the unsung music
Arousing desires of rejuvenation......
An intoxicating thrill taking over the senses.....
Like a jump from the tallest of mountains...
Like the journey of an adventurous river.....
Like a playful race
With the golden beams of the sun....
A world, far away
From the deleterious human clutches.....
Where the essence of nature can thrive.....
Where virginal beauty takes a peaceful breath....
A spread of wildness,
There it lies...
Where the Goddess still survives....
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Reflection...
A silently speaking piece of serenity
Reflecting more than just the countenance.....
Penetrating the very soul
Through the depths of the eyes......
The glass reflects her unmindful staring
At a world blurred with blankness
Speaking her heart out
In a language unspoken......
She looks at everything
And nothing so clear.....
She loses herself in some deeply buried moments
Searching the reaches
Of that empty treasure box......
A thoughtless smile for the golden memories
An unnoticed tear for the shades of grey
Taking over the myriad of colours in her life.....
While her reflection enhances
The mystique of its subject
With some fading bluntness......
Its transparent tranquility
A contrast to her tormenting complexities......
One careless glance
And she sees the beauty in her reflection
The beauty, that lies within.......
The weeping eyes fill with a promising comfort
The warmth of the smile overwhelms
As her very own reflection
Rejuvenates the lifeless spirit
A mere glass teaches her the essence
Of living in the present
A simple reflection.....an elixir of life.....
Reflecting more than just the countenance.....
Penetrating the very soul
Through the depths of the eyes......
The glass reflects her unmindful staring
At a world blurred with blankness
Speaking her heart out
In a language unspoken......
She looks at everything
And nothing so clear.....
She loses herself in some deeply buried moments
Searching the reaches
Of that empty treasure box......
A thoughtless smile for the golden memories
An unnoticed tear for the shades of grey
Taking over the myriad of colours in her life.....
While her reflection enhances
The mystique of its subject
With some fading bluntness......
Its transparent tranquility
A contrast to her tormenting complexities......
One careless glance
And she sees the beauty in her reflection
The beauty, that lies within.......
The weeping eyes fill with a promising comfort
The warmth of the smile overwhelms
As her very own reflection
Rejuvenates the lifeless spirit
A mere glass teaches her the essence
Of living in the present
A simple reflection.....an elixir of life.....
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Unspoken Bonds.....
I stand here yet again....
Looking at that familiar face
In my reflection
I smile and say
"I love you for what you are"
And she smiles right back at me
Happily saying the same.....
I look into those eyes
A sparkle I see
Which had been lost
Over the seemingly unending time
Lost in understanding
Where I was
Why I was what I saw....
Not too long ago
I saw a silent soul........
A frowning face, those spark less eyes
A broken heart
And decaying confidence
Failing to recognize herself
Amidst a crowd of faceless strangers.....
She stood right here
Staring at someone
Who had lost a countless times
In the game of life.....
The mirrored image failing to please her mind
Unanswered questions
Haunting her day and night
Like running aimlessly in the wild....
Meaningless tears and thoughtless hours
Wasted,spent in vain
Yet identifying herself
Was for her,an unbearable pain
Knowing not where she headed
She felt,"Its time I quit the game
Coz no matter what
I am destined to lose
I never did win this play....."
Yet as she turned away
Without thinking about a last try
A quiet call stunned her
"Are you going to die?"
She turned back, and he stood there....
A someone she barely knew
A little too scared
A little too shocked
She knew not what to do
It came again and sunk into her
"Are you going to die?"
She nodded a yes, firmly this time
But did not look into his eyes
"You will not do this
You are hurting me,don't you know?" he said
She stood there lost more than ever
For now,she realized how many she left behind....
"You can't do this to your friend", he said
And quietly her path, he led
To a new world, where the lost girl
She could never find.....
And yet again I stand here today.......
Pondering where I left that girl
How I came all this way....
I have nothing to give to that smiling face
No grateful words to say
He will always be someone,that tranquil soul
For whom I can't thank God enough....
All I have for you my friend,
Is just a little heart filled with love
And as with passing days
I grow of you,more fond
My heart cheers with happiness and fills
With respect for our unspoken bond......
Dedicated to one of my best friends...
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