Monday, 16 May 2022

FAIRY TALE


FAIRY TALE

“ The sounds of the world;
There are millions of sounds;
But they are inaudible.
I can only watch ,
The faces of strangers around me.
They show me emotions:
They show me reality:
Which I didn’t want .
To escape from them;
I close my eyes..
And shut down the world "


“Reality is a concept alien to me. I always retreated to the world which I have created myself and I turn out the world of yours, the chaotic and stressful world ,finding solace in my world the better world.. a world with flowers, a place of beauty, joy, calmness and serene. each flower spoke the volumes which can't created, as every flower known, flowers have a language of their own, every sentiment or emotion which I failed to express can be expressed in one form or another by the fragile blooms.some one  has once said that “flowers are perfect replica of human..planting..its growth..blooming and withering…

Anvesha is a girl who has the mind trapped inside a body ,which cant express well .for her the sounds and sights around her are either amplified or diminished.she has a small flower shop in the middle of  the hustle bustle city, a glass palace which filled with hundreds of flowers , that is her world , her home. its not jus a flower shop ..she also  has a variety of  flowering plants which she nurture there.


“yeah, aman don’t worry I will meet mr.chaudhari..yeah
The deal its done..
Am on the way;
Its okay I can manage”

“sir, here we reached the shop..”the driver said to him.he climbed out of his stylish  black car wearing his sunshades. The sun glinted on his dark chocolate hair.his style ,the aura around him..totally from a world of class and beauty…
Mr .Rajvir kapoor , king of the fashion world..in these 25 years of his life, he has made himself the most successful business man around the world.his every move screamed of power and money , he is the man with somber looks and dark emotions…

“Ding” the bell chimed ,when he opened the door. But what leave him astonished was the interior ,which made him feel like he was in a magical place,where he is surrounded by hundreds of magnificent flowers..with words it cant describe.he is a man who make other beautiful..his creativity make beauties most desirable.but the world he has entered now simply took his breath away.the shop was small but the way it arranged made it beyond beautiful that’s when he saw her..; the most beautiful flower in the garden what enchanted him was the smile on her lips and her dark liquid eyes where a man could lose himself, the innocence and the purity which spark through her eyes , she was slender with a dark complexion.. she was caring the plants with so much love and care that even the one who see the scene can feel the love, that heart melting emotion.
The charging of the atmosphere made her look at the intruder who pulled her out from her world. But the look in his eyes, the attention he is giving to her made her shuddered “no, what am I doing..?” she averted her eyes and went to her favorite spot ..away from that eyes   ..
“can I help you sir?” ..that  made him look back to the real world..this should be a news Mr. Rajvir kapoor who didn’t even glance at the girls, who is desired by every girls in the world is looking ..no ogling at a girl who just met .but she…his eyes wandered back to the spot where she stood ..she has vanished..vanished to the heavenly scented air in this magical place like a fairy.

He is inside the cabin but his mind was still in that enchanted place where he met his angel.he is a famous person who is surrounded  by the most beautiful elegant graceful girls but he haven’t looked at them twice but what has changed now ? why she..?”for one girl..my heart beats..my soul craves ..my mind yearns ..that one girl…”

A new change is happening in two souls.when one is aware of its change other has no idea that another world is waiting for her which is beautiful than the world she has made for herself.a world which is soulfully hers. Rajvir is a man who has his own principles but the feeling which hasn’t named, the emotion which he can’t control ,one is overwhelming the logic and commonsense.
Rajvir has got a new routine for himself that’s to get a glimpse of her, his angel. yeah she is his , and now he wanted to feel that emotion ,whatever it is..
Every morning has started by visiting her in her shop.but each experience was the same ,she didn’t even looked at him but each visit made him close to her. He know about the silent looks she give to him, when he is not looking at her .but daisy or while calla lily that he put on the table everyday remained there till the next day .but he has made sure that he always put flowers for her ..when she see the flowers she should know what it means ..what she mean to him..it means it symbolizes innocence  and purity like her ..lately the changesthat she showed in her behavior wasn’t escaped from his eyes. In his presence she became more nervous and when she is nervous she starts to stutter or start to fumble around the words or do things fumblingly…eventhough she didn’t looked at him or talked to him..he will wait …

The shop has become his solace her presence made him feel like home a beautiful home.and it made him needy for her presence the morning glimpses were not enough so he started to follow her without her knowledge..he has seen her in the park where she visits once or twice in the week  sitting far from the crowd…has seen her loneliness..the pain ..hurt and the deep wounds which hasn’t healed by the time…the burden which she carry around her.he want to be the light in her shell..but she looks like a shadow ..dark and empty..
Anvesha as always she is in the corner of the park where there is very less number of visitors .she know that there are so many people around her laughing talking shouting..when one of them start to points at her and gesticulates she..she turn away avoiding the eye contact , afraid that they will understand her ..what s in her mind ..that she is an empty shell not happy , nor sad ..neither angry nor mad at life ..only thing that she has in her life permanently is her own dark fate and other one her pain the great two friends , her only friends in her life ..but for the first time in her life she has this kind of feeling she want to see her through some one’s eyes , someone who can see beyond what she feels but when its happeing it is making her restless, she know he has started to see her through the closed shell of her ..like a moth attracted to the flame ..she is getting pulled towards him..she know she will burn herself but she cant stop herself getting in to it..nearing him..
If angels are known to walk on earth ,they would be as innocent and pure as her ..the glimmering evening bright light casts its glitters over the whole place making it a paradise , but the beauty that glows in the golden colour is what his eye captured standing at some feet away he can feel the dilemma she is going through ..its not simple .he has his own in his cup.he even don’t know what’s fascinating about her .. “I really don’t understand whats happening to me or why this is happening to me …this has never happened to me ..this…such an enigmatic and novel sensation ..like..

The commotion of whistling and laugh made him wake up from his reverie his angel was surrounded by a  bunch of guys ..she is looking pale as the white calla lily which I give her ..she looks like she is gonna have a ….panic attack..

Anvesha didn’t see the changes in her surroundings she was so immersed in her thoughts that she failed to notice that she was found by the random bully over here.but the people and the looks they give made her suffocate she knew it .its her another episode of panic attack she will pass out soon..but..
“angel..” that was the voice that made me look at the same pair of chocolate eyes which was making me restless.. I was finding difficulty to breathe ..and my hands and feets are turning cold ..my eyes are filled with tears ..he was beside me next instant asking me to breathe ..he warmed up my chilled hands by the warm strong clasp he had made with his hands showing that he will be with me whenever I need him his eyes shown the concern and something…else, that emotion . I haven’t seen that before ..that look which is so powerful..,
“are u alright now..angel? drink this water..”while I was sipping the water I was trying to understand the emotion I have seen in his eyes..
 He hasn’t asked anything ..i haven’t told him anything ..the silence it was soothing..the unasked questions and untold answers  paved the way , back to my flowershop my home my world..but the belongingness  he made me feel was overwhelming ..the concern showed ..the care …and the support he has given…and …..

I was fumbling with the keys .. when he touched my hands and helped me out again to open the door.. that was the time I realized “love, the strongest emotion that’s what I saw in his eyes “ when the realization  dawned upon me I was enveloped in a warm protective cocoon of a soulful hug . I have always pulled away when people try to hug me, because being touched send an overwhelming tidal waves of emotions through me …when the emotions become too intense I will not be able to be able to shut down the voices and retreat to my own world.but this one was with such intense that..,the emotions ,,the inner thoughts and sounds  ..become too much for me I got shut down temporarily much like a computer that hangs due to overloaded information.

When I saw her struggling I was feeling like my life has sucked out from me.her tears stabbed my heart. She was cold cold as ice that was when I realized the tenderness I felt for her , the most powerful symptom of love which becomes at times almost supportable she has came to my life like a moon descending to the lake…slowly and graciously..like the touch of warm rays she has touched me with the melody ..i don’t know whether should I listen to it or look at her …but I know what she really is to me my solace..my life
Walking through the lane with her was beyond the words ..there may be silence but there was still the solace ..i know am just not simply close to her ..where I ended is where she began..thats  our love..i was treasuring every presence of her within me I know she has seen it in my eyes fumbling of the keys ..placing back that naughty fringe of her hair..peeking at me secretly…its getting easy to read her but the moment when I see her again among the hundreds of blooming flowers like a new blossom that starts to open .. I felt the rush of happiness .., that completeness ..that when I hugged her to convey her that yes its true I love her ..i wanna hold her..protect her throughout my life.i wanna shower her with all the love I have ..i wanna be the reason for her smile ..i wanna be the part of her world alas but the limp form in my arms made me conscious abou how fragile she is ..like a flower the most fragile one ..rather than the flowers its her who need to be cherished…

When I open my eyes I was near to his heart …which beats the same rhythm as mine..but when I looked in to his eyes..the only word which passed my lips was “why?” ..why me? We..different..? and my past…” clasping my shivering hands in his warm one he lead me near the rosebushes and plucked a blooming red bud for me…a blooming rose bud .. a new start ..i heard him say..
“beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder snort, what someone sees in you or admires  in you is what beauty …and being different ..perfection of a relationship, it wasn’t in the fact that you had similar interests or thoughts or lifestyle. Perfection is what you could make out of your relationship. Perfection is the love you and your partner could give up eachother.perfection was the respect both they had eachother. And the love I had for you, its beyond reasons …and about past…I want to be your future..it has no relation with the past…iam a man who didn’t look back ..future ..thats  what I look forward..”
I have heard the quote that once in a while in the middle of the ordinary life love comes as a fairy tale.here iam in a fairytale..looking at the rose (which symbolize a new start and love) in my hands hearing his heart beats …fairytale can never be called fiction until true love exists.they are not meant to be just dream ..they meant to be livid..This is a new symphony of my life…everything is changing around me..but all I want to be is in his embrace forever seeing the flames of love burning in his eyes which illuminates in his heart.
There are so many things which they haven’t talked to each other ..but what waiting for them are the entwined two roses (marriage) ..and the unspoken words between them that will fled through the thousands of flowers who gonna speak for them..which gonna convey their emotions ..it may be from a single red rose which says “I love you” in the behalf of her  or from a blue rose from him which says  you are the unique and precious for him..or a coral rose which shows his desire for her..
Anvesha is the angel in Rajvir’s life and rajvir has brought the fairytale for her ..and what entwines them is the powerful Love.

“love is like a butterfly : it settles on you..when you least expect it”
  

Wednesday, 18 March 2020

A RAINY MEET


Rain was strong …but her mind ..,it was calm ..rain always brought the peace , the calmness in her mind. She has heard that the rain is blessing from the god..rain falls from the sky when the boughs of heaven opens for angels ..rain it’s the blessings of her parents .most of the people hated the stormy rain but for her it brings the joy to the core of her heart how cant she love the rain the hard stormy rain which drench her to the bone and make her shiver up to her spine..the soothing touch of raindrops over her this is the time where she can cry her heart out …about her  loneliness her despair ..nobody can find the tears nobody will find the facade that she put to find by others ;the smiling face which she is faking for every time..

                      It was such a rainy day , the wind was stormy rain was hard but she was in that lonely road as her life walking alone with an umbrella drenching in the rain shivering to the core .it was hard there were so many people around me..but feeling lonely even if am with them…being in the solitude.. Language has created the word loneliness to express the pain of being alone  and the words solitude it express the glory of being alone..for her everyday brings a hope..but hope always remains as a hope ..till to this minute…

She was walking ..immersed in her thoughts…
“Damn it was my fault to forget the umbrella…he cursed himself for the nth time  standing under the tree shivering it was that time he spotted a figure walking through the road with an umbrella .. thank god he rushed to it

Someone barged in to her umbrella …warm hands holding her hands with the umbrella  startling her .

“Hi am sorry….

Silence spoke loudly, eyes talked behalf of them  he couldn’t look in to her eyes for any length of time without losing all senses of reality..each of time I looked in to her eyes my insides began to melt away …my whole being hummed with happiness
The delicate black curls her quivering lips and she smells better than the rain my heart leap in to my throat before it broke unsteady rhythm…
There is an unknown pull between them she can feel it and from the rising temperature around her ..was it because of the warmth in his eyes? Looking straight in to his eyes  that have the power to look deep in to her soul unsetting her making her restless but at the same time soothing her soul assuming a better tomarrow  making a hundred of butterflies fluttering in her tummy

An invinsible thread connects those who are destigned to meet here hope is meeting the reality..reality of love .love is something that finds you and love will bring the magic to her life it’s a start starting of the new song of the rain and wind and she will be there with life full of colours as a rainbow… 



Sunday, 8 November 2015

SOULMATES - A LOVE STORY

SOULMATES




                                               A LONELY SOUL ALWAYS WANT ITS SOULMATE, IT’S AFTER THAT A SOUL FEEL ITS COMPLETENESS. OTHERWISE HOWMUCH ONE TRIED IN OUR LIFE, IN EVERY PASSING MINUTE,   WE CAN FIND THE INCOMPLETNESS.


                                                   I WAS A LONELY SOUL. I FELT THE SAME INCOMPLETNESS IN THESE YEARS IN MY LIFE. I ALWAYS LAUGHED WITH MY FRIENDS, PLAYED PRANKS ON THEM. BUT THE LONELY FEELING ALWAYS NAGGED BESIDE ME. EACH DAY, SUNRISE WITH A NEW HOPE, A HOPE TO FIND THE COMPLETENESS IN MY LIFE. BUT IN THESE YEARS MY LIFE WAS ALWAYS SAME. HOPE ALWAYS REMAINED TO ME AS A HOPE…., AND I HAD A LONELY SOUL WITH ME WHO LONGED FOR THE COMPLETENESS IN EACH DAY OF MY LIFE.



                                               A MISSED CALL …, IT WAS A MISSED CALL THAT  BROUGHT  HIS  SOUND TO ME, A HEART  WARMING  SOUND WHICH SOOTHES MY HEART .IT WAS THAT SOUND  THAT MADE ME CONVERSE WITH HIM.HIS SOUND CARRIED A PERSONALITY  OF A  SOULFUL MAN  WHO  RESPECT  OTHERS  FEELINGS, WHO IS A GREAT FRIEND ,WHO CARE ABOUT OTHERS THAN HIM, WHO KNOW THE TRUE MEANING OF LIFE , WHO KNOW HOW TO ENJOY LIFE, HOW TO GET YOUR  AIM. HIS VOICE HAS THE POWER TO MAKE MY EYES TWINKLE LIKE A STAR AND CAN MAKE   ME  SMILE  LIKE  A  FOOL  ALWAYS.

                                
                                            I  DIDN’T PRETENDED TO BE HAPPY NOWADAYS BECAUSE I WAS GENUINELY HAPPY LIKE…..I WAS COMPLETE. I WAS NOT IN THE SOLITUDE…..I HAD HIM. THE COLOURS SEEMED MORE BRIGHTFUL TO ME……., DAYS SEEM MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN THE DARKENED NIGHTS. HE  MADE  ME TO SEE  THE  LIFE IN A DIFFERENT  POINT OF VIEW, HE MADE ME TO SEE THE WORLD  WITH  MY OWN CAPABILITY…, MADE  MY AIM MY LOVE….FOR ME HE BECOME THE SOULFUL  BREEZE WHICH CAN  SPREAD  HIS  ESSENCE  AROUND ME.

                                                    
                                                                 HE MADE ME FEEL DIFFERENT ….. , MADE ME FEEL BEYOND FEELINGS…..MADE ME TO SEE THE REALITY BEYOND THE DREAMS. I KNOW I AM FALLING FOR HIM……HIS VOICE….IT MADE ME COMPLETE. I KNOW, NOW THAT HE IS MY SOUL MATE, HE IS THE ONE WHICH I WAS SEEKING THESE YEARS “THE TEAR DROP THAT LIGHTENS AWAY, ALL THE BURDEN OF A MOURNING, LONELY DESPAIRED SOUL.”

                               

                                                                         I WAS VERY EAGER TO SEE HIM.WHEN I ASKED ABOUT IT.., HE ALWAYS BRUSHED IT OFF SAYING THAT “IN LIFE THERE ARE SOME PEOPLE WHO ARE MYSTERIOUS TOO ..,WHICH CAN MAKE A SMALL DIFFERENCE IN  SOMEONES LIFE” BUT I WANT TO SEE HIM. I WANT TO THANK HIM TO MAKE ME SEE MY LIFE IN A DIFFERENT WAY, TO MAKE ME GENUINELY HAPPY .TO HELP ME TO ESCAPE FROM THE SOLITUDE,..TO MAKE ME TO SEE THAT THE AIM IS MY LOVE IN MY LIFE AND MOST IMPORTAND THING I WANT TO SAY HIM THAT “I LOVED HIM WITH MY HEART AND SOUL …”

                                                                      
                                                                     I KNOW THE WAY TO HIS HOUSE,I AM INFRONT OF IT,BUT  WHAT…WHY THERE IS A CROWD…?WHY PEOPLE ARE LOOKING MOURNFUL….A FEAR CLENCHED MY HEART, EACH FOOTSTEP FELT HEAVY TO ME…ALL PEOPLE LOOKED AT ME SYMPETHETICALLY… ARE THEY?  I STEPPED IN TO THE HOUSE…I ASKED TO A BOY IN THE DOOR WHICH HAS BLANK EYES LOOKING OUT.



                                           “SIDHANTH…?”  HE LOOKED AT ME …..WITH AN EYES OF GRATITUDE.  HE LOOKED INSIDE THERE WAS HE, WRAPPED AS WHITE BUNDLE OF   SHEATH, SLEEPING PEACEFULLY.




                                                I SAW HIM, MY LOVE …………BUT WHY HE IS NOT LOOKING AT ME?     WHY HE IS NOT CALLING ME?   I AM HERE IN HIS HOUSE FOR FIRST TIME...WHY HE IS NOT WELCOMING  ME ….WITH THAT  SMILE WHICH FLUTTERS MY HEART ….?   WHY HE IS SLEEPING IN THIS TIME …? WHY IS NOT OPENING HIS EYES…? I FELT THAT THE EARTH IS SLIPPING BENEATH MY FEET, I SWAYED IN THE AIR, THE BOY NEAR CAUGHT ME. I SLIDE IN TO THE FLOOR. WHY MY EYES ARE BURNING…? I TOUCHED MY CHEEKS. TEARS ….?        IS IT BECAUSE OF THE HAPPINESS THAT ATLAST I FOUND HIM OR IS IT BECAUSE OF THE DESPONDENT THAT HE IS NOT WELCOMING ME…..?



                                                        I DON’T KNOW HOW MUCH TIME I SAT DOWN, LOOKING AT HIS BEAUTIFUL FACE, WHICH IS CALM AND SERENE. I DON’T KNOW WHEN HIS BODY WAS TAKEN FOR THE RITUALS. I  WAS IN THE FLOOR SITTING; LOOKING AT THE PLACE WHERE HE WAS…SOMEBODY TOUCHED ME. I LOOKED ABOVE IT WAS THE BOY WITH BLANK EYES LOOKING AT ME, HE HELPED ME UP AND MADE ME SIT IN A ROOM…IT WAS HIS ROOM. WITHOUT HIS MASTER, I FELT THE ROOM IS WELCOMING ME WARMLY AND FRIENDLY.



                                                    “YOU ARE BHAIYYA’ S FRIEND…..HE ALWAYS TALKED ABOUT YOU IN THESE THREE MONTHS…”         I WAS LOOKING AT THE SMILLING PHOTO OF SIDHANTH.      “BHAIYYA WAS AFFECTED BY BLOOD CANCER, WHEN IT WAS DIAGNOSED …, IT WAS LATE…THERE WAS NOTHING WE CAN DO TO HELP HIM. DOCTORS SAID THAT HE CAN LIVE TWO MONTHS MORE...BUT,     DIDI….”            I LOOKED AT HIM, HIS EYES HAD THE SAME GRATITUDE, AND I SAW WHEN I CAME HERE. HE CONTINUED…  “IT WAS YOU….DIDI….THAT MADE HIM LIVE THESE THREE MONTHS. I SAW HIM HAPPY DIDI…VERY HAPPY...HE WAS A DIFFERENT PERSON TALKING WITH YOU”



                                                     “YOU MADE HIM HAPPY DIDI………….” HE HUGGED ME. I WAS DEVOID OF ANY EMOTIONS.I DIDN’T FEEL ANYTHING. HE WIPED HIS TEARS AND  SAID “BHAIYYA  HAS LEFT A LETTER FOR YOU DI….AND  HE ALSO SAID THAT THERE WILL BE A GIRL COMING TO SEE HIM, HE WAS SO SURE OF IT DI. THAT’S WHY WE WAITED FOR YOU……” HE WENT TO THE CUPBOARD AND GAVE ME THE LETTER WHICH IS FOLDED BEAUTIFULLY…..I OPENED IT.





“DON’T KNOW HOW TO GREET YOU…… WORDS ARE HARD TO SAY TO YOU. IT’S YOU…..THE CURIOSITY TO KNOW YOU WHICH GAVE ME SOME MORE DAYS TO LIVE. TALKING TO YOU WAS, TALKING TO YOUR SOUL …MY SOUL AND I DON’T KNOW WHEN I STARTED TO LOVE YOU. I KNOW I SHOULDN’T .BUT MY SOUL FELT THE COMPLETENESS WHEN I TALK WITH YOU. IT WAS YOUR VOICE. THE SWEETNESS OF YOUR VOICE WHICH IS MY LIFE…..HEY, DON’T CRY, I KNOW WHAT YPU FEEL FOR ME. IT’S THAT THE FATE DIDN’T APPROVE IT. BUT IAM HAPPY AND CONTENT.BECAUSE I HAVE FOUND MY SOULMATE. I KNOW ALL THE PEOPLE DIDN’T HAVE THE LUCK TO FIND THEIR SOULMATE... LOOK IAM LUCKY HERE...I HAVE FOUND YOU. DON’T  EVER THINK THAT IAM FAR AWAY FROM YOU…I AM WITH YOU IN EVERY VOICE YOU HEARS…IAM THE SOUND….AND I CANT GO AWAY FROM YOU…….”                                            


                                                              

                                                              LONG AGO SOMEBODY HAS SAID THAT “TEARS AND SMILE ARE THE BEST COUPLE. THEY RARELY MEET …BUT WHEN THEY MEET …, THE MOMENT IS GOEGEOUS.” I HAVE THIS GORGEOUS MOMENT IN MY LIFE NOW. HE LOVED ME AS I LOVED HIM……AND I HAVE FOUND MY SOULMATE IN MY LIFE…HE HAS SAID EVERY THING I WANT TO SAY TO HIM…….HE HAS POURED  MY  FEELING FOR HIM ….I HUGGED HIS LITTLE BROTHER  AND ASKED  “CAN YOU MAINTAIN THIS ROOM FOR ME,CHOTTU ?  HE NODDED.   “WHEN I NEED HIS PRESENCE IN MY LIFE, I WILL COME HERE …”




                                                                     I WAS WALKING BACK...OUT FROM HIS HOUSE. IT DOESN’T MEAN THAT IAM EMPTY.., I HAD SIDHANTH’S LOVE WITH ME, HIS LETTER AND HIS VOICE THAT EMBRACE ME ALWAYS. HE TAUGHT SO MANY THINGS IN LIFE AND I WILL BE HIS AS HE WANTS. I CAN HEAR HIM IN EACH VOICE, EVEN IN THE RUSTLING OF WIND …, SAYING THAT HE LOVES ME………..






ALL LOVE STORIES END WITH THE JOINING OF TWO PEOPLE BUT MY LOVE STORY …, IT HAS ENDED WITH THE JOINING OF TWO SOULS, SOULMATES. THE LOVE HAS NOT ENDED HERE; IT’ S   AN ETERNAL FEELING BEYOND LIFE. I CAN SAY ONLY THIS…”TRUE LOVE EXISTS. ITS STRENGTH...IT IS MAGNIFICIENT.  





Tuesday, 3 November 2015

BURNING PASSION -POEM

BURNING PASSION


What I call this passion?
The passion which burns in me,
The passion for the excitement of life.
I demand for all  beautiful things.
Did I deserve..or is it within my reach?
I was tweaking the bits of my past,
Giving it new colour and face.
But the new makeover infront of me,
It soaks my body,mind and soul.
It was not a treason for me;
To spread its wings and fly unexplored.
Iam opening my heart,
To the burning passion – “love”



TEARS- POEM



TEARS




I told  myself a hundred times,
That iam strong.
Don’t know when the façade slips.
It was becoz of tears of pain.
My heart is who that betrayed me.
It fall irrevocably for you.
But you looked past me.
If you only know me;
‘We’ could be ‘unbelievable’,
But ‘we ‘stand as ‘invisible’ .
Its tears of reality.
My tears of pain and ;
The tears of love,
And these tears solely belongs,

To you …..my  lost love…

BROKEN-POEM

BROKEN

Darkness has seeped;
And the pain has deeped
Pain was intent
Which is too deep for tears.
I am immersed in the despair;
And broken beyond the repair
Was I  living in a dream,
Behind the harsh reality.
I have become devoid of light;
Life have become devoid of sight.
Where is she?
Who smiled and dreamed?
Where has she vanished?
Iam drowning;

Iam fading away…..





MY LOVE -POEM

AMORE  MIO



MY LOVE


Every time , when you was near,
My heart flipped over time.
It was you wh eclipsed all…
It was you , who melted me…
How come “you” become reality;
When I was mere a shadow?
Can I see my home ,
In the streets of your palm?
Can I see my shelter ,
In the shadows of your eyes?
Iam lost and vain.
Iam scared and confused.
Can we become the “magic”
Merging “you”and “me”to “us”?
“us” like a million things.
                      Coz, love is million things