Like a butterfly,
I long for you..
MY Petal of rose……
and my heart
thumps twice that of
a cuckoo clock………
Nonstop it goes
tick tock…
Tick Tock!!

With eyes closed
Star gazing in daylight
Lost in your thoughts
All my sentiments collide
Right from your blush
To the roll in the hay
An amorous jazz
Like the sound of a fountain
All my jitters play

A tune… A song
A melody to which
like a silly golden fish
I dream and dance
In eternal romance!!

Just when………
your smell divine
Fresh n Crisp
like the forest green
or the Hush
Blowing on the beach
sketch me a sunset serene…..

you Near me good….

….. and whisper to me..
Up and close…
In a voice…
like a car SQUASHING an orange…
and all my emotions OOZE out
like a BLEEDING RAINBOW of mixed feelings

‘I love you boy’
you say!!
and then…..
you drill me hard…
DEEP inside….
‘But……….’
like a jet crashing
to a tower
your voice gets drowned…
And I in your
in your charm and power!!

YES…
the earth rotates
for the first time i feel
and like your cat
i meow back to you

‘Dont peel your reasons!!’

‘My love for you
or your for me
is much much more than
a changing season….’

‘lets keeep it this way..’
……….
……….

i will always love you….
……….irrespective
of all else’…. if’s….
or whatever you say!!

………..and may be..
someday………..!!!

you never know…

miracles do happen!!!

they say…….

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Random muse….. totally…. not what i wanted it to be…. nevertheless.. i thought i ll post this….
Open to thy criticism Be kind!

Once upon a time,
ages ago,
there lived three sisters,
and a dog………
The sisters were the princess’
of the kingdom…
and the dog was I…

The legend has it;
they would always fight,
for every silly this n that;
and no one ever,
would even dream
to stay out of the mess,
or ever complain or cry…

Spending those two hours
in the power cut;
was the most exciting you see..
To make air bubbles
with the blank pen’s refill
big bigGER BIGGEST
BIGGEST in all that can be…

And soon it would turn
to a bugle from the bubble
and wage upon a war…
To fetch more light
from the lantern
they shared,
whilst in the darkest hour!

And that would result
in areas on mat,
to mark the four divides..
No not of anything hostile;
just to make em stay
in their plotted confines…

‘this is my space’
one would say.
‘you re the crossing the line’
- Another.
‘you better stay on ur side mister’
‘else…..I know’
‘how to get what’s mine’
‘….and forget that u re my brother’…

The youngest one,
would then take a lead,
and recite poems
in voices so loud…
Then so faithfully
to win back the glory lost,
I would double the pitch
of my sound!!

And when I speak
of voices bold
how can I not mention this..
when the princess’
would hunt the butterflies
in the gardens of yesterday
I would raise my staff
up in the air to say
‘I have the power’
‘Come to me for rescue if you may’!!

Now scenes have changed
and the times as well.
They live in the corners
of the big kingdom…
One longs to get back
and mix up well
hoping the days
shall soon again come!!!

To remember and cherish
those moments they lived once,
they send me a fine yarned thread…
and it binds us together
in warmth so firm;
and i just know it
that i am so BLESSED!!

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This post is dedicated to my three sisters with whom i used to fight so much when i was a kid… we were made to sit n study 6-8 everyday… and my mom was very strict with the timings…. this post shares of what all adventures we had in that time… or even in the garden when I would pretend to be He-man with a sword and those funny enthusiastic retakes….. today i just captured it on the eve of rakhi

The driblet
falling from the sky
PURE and Divine
Comes down…
SEARCHING
for its MINE!
Gets Marred…
Greased Impure..
Is a bait
for itself..
A decoy,
for its cure…
In the journey
AMONG
the million drops
but NONE
to couple with
To form a Stream…
Just when
it EYES
a candidate
and…
those
little nimble musicians
of the air,
Warble forth
their CURIOUS ditties
with a Curious FEAR
Surrounding…
the sweet smelling breeze
when the GANG
comes cracking down
does ALL….
but to Seek
that ONE Glance
from the FLOWER….

Today seems to be one such day!

Good…Bad or whatever…. am not writing something good enough to post for quiet some time.. so finally thought i ll post those which i nvr published… a depressing write.. work of fiction though.. i dont like em…

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When all the sync goes unanswered
All diverted to be
I wonder if it still holds good
I wonder if i can call us WE

I dont like it this way at all
That is all that I can say
Lets ends this here and now FOREVER
Lets never cross each others way

With a such a good weather out there and a fantastic busy day at work I was looking for a muse and this Surbhie gave me… A bollywood filmy masala… I took her post and responded to each para with a para… And this came into being.. i know it aint anything so brilliant but since i wrote this and shared with her… I thought i ll share it here too

This I dedicate to Surbhie … It is from the boy as protagonist though the story I twisted and changed

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Yes thats why they say
Never fall in love but RISE
Years waiting blink shy
Just a glance from her to die

I was tempted to tell you
I hold you oh so close
but instead I yelled in pain of death
Will that explain why what I chose?

O desire that bleeds my pen
O crafty smile that ceases often
Zapped in thy confines of love
I may for eternity be…. So…
Nail me deep… Cut me sharp!!
Gift me a scar, with blood all over….

OOZING to the death’s door!!!

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A dark silly write for the silly word prompt(thats what they call it ) – Oozing at Acrostic Only run by Amias & Savannah

When every breath
Is a separation of soul
Every move;
A muscle fatigue
And you feel the darkness
Before the night-fall
Numbed senses
Just make you crawl

Switched mute
With a twitched back
Thoughts halt
Get put on a rack
And all you can dream
With a pinching groan
Is this a devil
That I called upon

Agitated, alone,
Tested and slain
Definitely
This a bad bargain
Like a dead rabbit
On the floor I lie
Hurt. Hunted.
About to die…

As the clock ticks
And thoughts collide
Auguries inaugurate
A half-muted cry!
Strain-dipped…..
Precisely – STILL
Slave…..
To your lumbago’s will

A wish of a free
Prisoned in pain
“Cauterize me”
I plea again!

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Having to bedrest all evening, this is an attempt to capture the spun-delighted fun to spondylitis like over-run….. the backache that is….

The earth delights to feel your bare feet
As the winds long to play with your hair..
Get ready for your morning stroll mate
You ‘ve been blessed with your heaven’s share!!

Some cling to the box promising Bio-Sleep
Discarding the chill of the shadowed woods.
Well……. what is more celestial, divine
Than everything above your head
Or… anything under your foot!

The fragrant breath of the soil and trees,
Under the silken opalescent dream of the sky.
Among the green spirits of the dewy grass,
Symphonic with the buzz of a fly.

A walk in the woods spectacular green,
Where a hundred flowers bloom.
A gentle blush from the tree leaves,
That sashays; celebrates, like a groom.

Hear the streams bless your existence;
Their music is never to die.
Let the pouring drops wash your soul;
When the clouds sing you a lullaby.

And when you close your eyes for a while;
To breathe that fleeting bit.
How BLESSED in abundance will you feel
To just hold hands with her and sit.

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An attempt to capture the urge for an early morning saunter 

Every blade of grass,
All the little weeds;
Rub and hug each other,
Twiddle and twirl in breeze.
Hush and swish secrets,
Silently slash it free,
Outfield in joy, breathe Attar.
Now welcome their tomorrow,
Gang up for the birth of a flower.

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Written for Acrostic Only prompt – EARTH SONG

Cut me deep; you did.
Rob me blind; you did.
Yet, a lot more to come!

Chanced your charms; you did.
Ruin romance; you did.
Yield yarned in a lie.

Chalk your talks; you did.
Reasons forsaken; you did.
Yet your very soul shall cry

CRY?? CRY?! CRY!!

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Recently a reader of mine shared that i am good with writes concerning romance and should now try the other side of the story i.e. the failed aspect of the same.. So here is a post in the form of an acrostic for Acrostic Only and for Amias who always motivates me with her kind words.. Thank you Amias!! Like I promised, I return to AO and here is my post Hope u like it.