Silver linings, white soft silk, Creamy skin, supple, yielding. She stood at the hall way, Twinkling eyes, lined in Kohl, Shining eye lashes, shimmering, Holding alive, a million dreams. The lone string of lustrous beads, On her slender neck,it shone. Locks of golden hair, let down, Swaying along, in the breeze,. Her vine red lips, mesmerizing, Curved, offering a dazzling smile. Dangling chandeliers, glittering, Jingling from across her ears soft. White silk, hugging her tight, Gentle curves, swaying delight.
She stood, across the stairway, A golden dream, in the midnight blue. Aching to touch, to hold, to love, He stood, hidden behind the crowd, Watching, devouring, her every move. Ever oblivious to him, she moved, Gliding across the glazing ball room, Dancing feet and breathtaking beauty.
Eyes cloudy, in sheer awe, he stood, Admiring, loving, achingly distant. Painstakingly beautiful, she stood, Steps ahead, in all divine splendor. Flocks of people, rushed over, To bow, to please, to see- her. And he stood away, far away, Behind the luscious gold curtains, Afraid, to be noticed, to be known. Aching for her, yet ever so content, With just a glimpse, he sighed. Breath caught, he stood through, Watching the stardust rain over her, Sprinkled in the moonlight, astral. And then, he felt the curtains vanish, And he saw her looking up, at the sky.
Smiling at him, she stood, vulnerable, And he twinkled, a star, from the sky...
In the shady dusk of dawn, I sit, cross-legged, Head bowed, Not in reverence, Mere aloofness.
Is it this?
Or is it that?
....maybe, I need more time, more space...
Time seems still, The clock static, dead.
The candle seems dying, Flame bluish, cyanotic . I count my toes, One, two, three.... ...nine and ten. Wishing for a knife, In the darkest of nights, No cuts, no bruises, Fair spotless skin, My clean slate, to run my thoughts.
An ode to Christmas, here I go, Dwelling into my childhood memories, Memories of savoring the special days, Of living and loving Christmas:
As the snow carpet begins to veil, All the glory hidden beneath the layer, As the chilly winds begin to holler, And winter sales being to flood allover, I find myself awake, to a new December, A new winter, and a new Christmas!
Trudging through the snowy footpaths, Dressed in fur, covered in layers of wool, Windows all over, displaying goodies, Apartments cloaked in golds and reds, Shimmery decorations, to welcome ol' Santa. Ah! Christmas season in all earthly splendor!
The rush for the best tree to be adorned, In lights and stars and twinkling shimmer. The 'shopping till we drop' sessions at large, The oodles of chocolates and fruit cakes, The many odd Santas dressed in red and white. Indeed, a time to relish and cherish, ever!
The gifts well packed, placed beneath the tree, The largest of the socks, neatly unfolded, Lay hung, beside the many bed rests, in awe, Hoping to be filled to the brim, a year's rewards, For being good, kind and perfect to the hilt. Indeed, a night of sleepless fervor, delightful.
All the folks on the hunt, for that very one- The perfect turkey, to be stuffed with all joy, Cookies and brownies, wine and the perfect dine. Prayers of being and doing good, for one and all, Saviour's sacrifices remembered in deepest respects, A new Christmas, in all spirit and purity of being.
Tonight, as I sit back reading this special ode, A drop of tear drops down, and I find myself, Go back to being me, pure and blemishless, As that little girl, on the Christmas eve, years ago...
The very long time of being together, Wild youth and cherished memories, The rapturous joys, twinkling over, The days that stretched into sheer bliss, And nights ending in eternal flames, Toppings of the golden sun rising. Indeed, bygone days, ever charismatic!
The trivial clashes of opinions many, The daily trifles ever so bitter sweet, Pillow fights, flakes of cotton fluffy, Scattered all over our crumpled beds, A million dreams sprinkled, in them. Waking up together with sheepish grins, Battles of overnight, forgotten in ease!
Now, as I sit alone, in the very same room, Re-living those days, I wonder stark, What really did go wrong, was it you, Or was it me? Not that it matters now. Yet, I ponder day and night, moments galore, When did things take a headlong turn, Moving ourselves apart? A creek growing.
Memories flood me, as I wake up alone, They surround me in my every move. Engulfed by the vacuous depth, of despair, I sit back, trying to frame the lost thoughts, Placing each word uttered, retracing each step. And in the wake of every new dawn, I cry out loud, For I see a glassy silhouette shattered, in my dreams..
White satin gown, crystals in shine, She stood waiting at the altar, in her veil, And he came in too, she was told. People moving, shielding her view, "Where is he?" she asked in concern. "Oh! He's here my child, Safely tucked, in all protection" Replied the best man, in his finest suit, And moving away, teary eyed, he gave her her view. It was then, that she saw his coffin, stark.
He'd hold me in his sleeves; Throw me away, A random toss.
Fed up, Of being hurled, I'd give myself, A javelin lurch!
Sometimes, I'd get a raise, Someone would come, whispering soft. A note of love, a touch soft, And I'd tremble, in ecstasy. Smiling, I'd give myself to the touch, Playing a melodious hymn, Just for the stroke of love, blessed!
But alas, I'd find gentle pricks, Spots of darkest red, Dripping bruises, ink oozing.
He'd cry for me, And I'd feel, i can live the pain, And try again, to be on my own. Together, he and me, We'd move on, Broken, yet reviving ourselves.
And then, Off the sudden, Another brilliant stroke.
Again, leaping joy, Mounting in me, afresh. He'd toss me again, And I'd sway along in glee, Playing a different tune, a new symphony.
Wonder if it's just my fate, Skipping and hopping, Smiling and crying, Whining and pining, Singing and dancing, Breaking and mending.
The very gentle breeze, Laden with the fragrance, Of young new blossoms; It blew on, soft a gale, And I tried hard to smoothen, My flying black locks!
The beauty of today, Reflects in my eyes. The youth of life, Ebbs in my each heartbeat. Life is indeed beautiful.
Every little step I take, Bubbles of dreamy desires, They swell in me. And I walk on, barefoot, As if along petal soft a path, Following the trail of bubbles. Bubbles of my dreams, Fresh, Glazing, Tender And, ever so mine!!!!!
A collage of emotions, How would that sound? Early morn, just out of bed, Strewing a dream together, Parchments frayed in the slumber, Threads missing, shady hues, I try hard to collect them all, And string them together, A single frame, a single collage!
But I fail, miserably so, To place myself in the maze, Lost am I, in this haze? Or is it, a simple race, I wish to lose, all way through? Morning ramblings, I try to tell myself, Meaningless words, time wasted, I walk off to make a mug of hot coffee.
Sipping the coffee, steam spreading warmth, I sit down again, a second try, To place myself, in my collage. Yet, everything seems so clueless, No connections, no sharp edges, To join them up, no continuity, And I sit and try, and try, again, To finally dip away into a new dream, A new fantasy, a new reality, And try the same again, a new morn, A new aim and some new ramblings to follow.
Dreamy clouds of a brilliant white, Crowding in, ah! a delightful sight. All above the lush earthen lands, They line away, a blanket soft, Tender touches, cooling warmth, Smoothest cloaks, of love and care!
The earth stood in all her glory, Beauty of a young bride in view, She held her green drapes close, Bejeweled in blossoms so colorful. With nights basked in ebony black, A virgin bride, blooming with life!
The many daybreaks she witnessed, In the long run, a transition stark, Virginity bequeathed, she languished Pawed by cruel hands, wounds gawk Ripping her off existence, losing it all, Vanishing safety blanket - ozone lost!
Last night I had a dream, You and me, Together, walking, Hand in hand.
The emerald green of the oceans, Inviting. The blue carpet of the cloudy sky, Alluring. The coolest breeze of love, Flowing through us. Words were not spoken out loud, Just silence spoke, A million words.
You and me, Eyes locked, Hands entwined, Dreams shared, Promises lived, We walked on, and on.
Our footprints, washed away, Yet traces of ours, still fresh, Lingering on, In every droplet of the sea, every fluffy little cloud, Every puff of the gale, Every ounce of life, You and me...
And, I woke up, dreamy eyed, To find you, right beside. You and me...
Love is, when you look into my eyes deep, And slip away into the depths. when you hold my hands in yours, And squeeze them ever so gentle. when you kiss the tip of my nose, And tell me I taste real good. when you bite my nails for me, And say you love me so very dear. when you pinch me ever so slight, And not let my attention waver away. when you smile into me, eyes twinkling, And say you could never be more happy. when you wink at me, amidst the crowds, And make my knees go wobbly weak. when you protect my vulnerable self, And say i could never be more pretty. when your eyes go wet, in anguish, And you try to smile, waving a bye. when you think about, just me, all journey, And long for being together, again. when you are with me, in me, all over me, And you wish never ever to leave :)
Eyes that shine in loving radiance, Souls that sing and merge in mirth, The many smiles, shared along in glee, An ocean of expanse, love lunges on, Drowning you along, in its dance!
Eyes that fail to betray the contempt, Helpless you, wondering why love fails, Unrequited be it, or even broken, shattered, It plays its music, ever lingering, in you, Dragging you, smoky eyed, into its depth!
Smiling joyous love, shared pleasure, Yet, it does scar your soul, a sweet scar, cherished!
Unrequited, or, even a long lost love, It does scar your soul, a deep raw scar, etched!
Corner to corner, My eyes searched, Frantically, For you. Amidst the crowds, I found faces many. Some smiling, Some mocking, Some sad, Some not bothered, Faces unknown, Expressions many, But nowhere, I found you. My mind started framing, Reasons many, Thoughts turned grave, Terrorizing me, I felt my chest laden, In fright, anew. Sweat broke out, In beads, Voice choking, Tears threatening, To befall, I ran around, Looking for you, all over. Heartbeats raced on, A frenzy. I tried hard to look over, For a glimpse, of you. And then, off the distance, I found you, My heart gave a leap, I paved my way to you, Smiles intermingled, With fresh tears. And, I reached near you, I held out my arms, To touch you. Alas! You vanished, Into the thin smoke, On a single touch of mine. And I stood, paralysed in fear, Gripped by guilt. Oh, where did you go? Ohh...Where did you go? Ohhh... Where did you go?
I felt butterflies in my tummy, As I held my gaze, straight, Piercing into his, melting. A naughty smile played on, At the corner of his lips, soft. I felt my self blush, beet red, In anticipation, or is it desire?
I felt my eyes, shy away, Refusing to lock glances again, And words fumbled out of me, A vehement try to shift the scenario. His coal black eyes winked at me, And I felt myself smile back, so coy, Sharing the twinkling smile of my eyes.
I never noticed, us being so close, His breath grazed at my soft skin, And I felt his musk, my heads spinning. My eyes dipped into his loving eyes, And I felt myself lost, hypnotised, sinking. Love, radiating from his eyes, seeped into me, Gyrating in mine, whirlpools of desire.
Ever so gentle, his lips touched mine, Petal soft, the tender touch, the loving feel. Gentling pulling at my lips, tugging on, I felt his breath warming my soul, deep, And I felt my knees go wobbly, magnetised, Boring into his eyes, I felt myself slip away, And I felt dizzy, so dizzy, falling in deep, into oblivion.
I stood, hapless, The morning rays stinging my eyes. Tear drops falling, Trailing down, And you smiled away in such ease. Never did you know, Nor will you know, I bleed, profuse, From my soul many layered in hurt. And with each peel, Of the sweet ache, Tears run down, my tears of love. Watching you, Smiling at me special, I realize i can live through this pain. For you, with you, I can cross the deserts, And fight the storms, My hapless hopes, My helpless love...
The night queen, the moon so bright, She looked, so very white, radiant. Shining like the many ocean pearls, An astral glow, ever so petal soft, A heavenly bloom, she did shine.
The sun, the ever magnificent, He stood so very high, smiling. He held his power, in his eyes, Burning brilliant flames of light, Warmth spreading, each new day.
The darkest of the rain clouds, One fine eve, they did hide the sun, Shedding no light, not any warmth. And from the shining cozy abode, Peek in, did the moon, so early.
The sun held his head high, Proud and smug, he stood mighty. The moon looked at him, twinkling eyes. Wanting to be looked upon in awe, They both tried to show off their glow.
The moon, she bowed to the sun, Sleek glances, ever so soft, smiling. A demand , stark, she put forth, Asking for her light, to be shone, All day through, not just at night.
The sun looked at her, eyes narrowed, Contempt it exemplified, not grace. " O' li'll one, how could you, demand of me, such a deed, when all world knows it true, I am the king, of the day! O' how could you?"
Moon winced, on hearing the note, And she felt betrayed, by her love. Cross at the sun, she decided to act, And lo! She does eclipse the sun, Coming in between the earth and the sun.
The haughty sun, he shivers in anger, Fuming rage, to devour the tiny moon, He moved away swift, a transition stark, Sun takes his revenge, over the moon, By having a lunar eclipse, blocking it, so crude!
The moon felt so shy, off the sudden, For, she lost her face, no means to glow, Sad to show, the remaining shine, to the earth. And, she smiled, ever so faint, at her love, The sun held her gaze, a gentle smile flashing,
The darkest canvas, painted coal black, Sprinkles of silvery droplets striking it, Shining lustre it shed, in the ebony dark. I held my brush, dipped in orange red, Strokes of a morning dawn fresh, blooming. The crinkled corners of the canvas shone, In a brilliant astral morning glow, yellow tinges. Strokes afresh touched the canvas, anew, Tender strokes, of green hues and blue skies, It fulfilled artistic fantasies of mine, so dear. And, i held onto the canvas, reddish black dusk, Setting in, merging with the pitch dark night. I held the canvas in my hand, observing it keen, Transitions stark, and yet, it lacked the glow, The sparkling gleam of the eternal hue...
When life seems to go no where, When everything seems to be still, When everyone seems to smile And you are just the one in tears, When the path you under take Seems to reach just dead ends, When your well nurtured little plant Seems to wilt despite your care, When your pet seems to be groggy Even after all the care and love, When your favorite friend seems To have changed into a backstabber, When your parents seem to bicker In front of you and your siblings, When you find the newspapers Screaming of the brutal rape of a girl, When you find your friend in a fix However you try he's still in a fix, When nothing nothing seems to go right, When all your hopes fall in as ashes, When all your purpose of living fails Into heaps of emotions devouring you, When you find no ray of hope ever, When you find a stranger in your mirror...
Then...you'll know what I go through Today, right here, in the midst of all I feel the hollow devouring me, Oh, I fall, prey to the despair,a vacuum Of having nothing despite having it all...
A special tune, I did hear, From across the expanse, The stretch of vicinity, a blurr. It sang to me, a note, Familiar, and ever so much, Yet, I seem not able, to place it.
The humming seems to grow fainter, And I feel myself in anguish, Of having to let go, without a try, To delve into the notes, The music of my very soul, Playing, in sync with the tune.
Ever quaint, I felt the symphony, Yet, it pulled, at my heart strings, And I realised, I have heard the note, Once before, or is it often, I wonder. A drop of tear, runs down my cheeks, As I sing along, reminiscing of your old song...
'Let me in, ohh, let me in please', he urged, 'No, no', she tossed and turned, shying away. 'Its been hours, i can't stay back', he coaxed, Gently, she welcomed him in, still half asleep. A warm caress, he offered her, in sheer delight, As she opened the curtain binds, to let the sundrops in!!!
There lived an angel, in god's own abode He loved the luscious green pathways, The gushing streams, of aqua, so holy, The golden dangling stars, glittering ever, The zephyr refreshing, a melody soothing, He loved his condo, he loved to be a cherub!
One fine morn, he awoke from his daydream, Ordered by his guardian, he set off, a new job. Off, he flew, above the emerald green oceans, Across the valleys, filled with greens and reds, Flowers and fruits, all nectar oozing delights, smiling, he went on, in pursuit of his mission!
Off the sudden, he saw a stirring, in the lake, The crystal clear waters, and he saw a maiden, Beautiful than the angels, he knew; fair as snow, Her eyes danced in a murderous innocence, Sculpted in perfection, she stood near the shores, And the seraph, he just gazed at her awe-struck!
He forgot his mission deep, and embarked alone, A journey new, in search of her, as if in a trance. She smiled over at him, surprise mingled with fear, Her inquisitive eyes probed, and the angel just stared, At her marvellous beauty, and he wished to stay on, To be with her, to live a life, to hold her, and to love.
She welcomed him, to her world, ever so pure, Gentle smiles, words of love, a heart of gold, She offered him, her abode, in sheer mirth, all joys, He walked along, hand in hand, mesmerized, The magic of love, enchanting him, melting him, And, he stayed on, his own crib, lay forgotten!
The thunder echoed hard, rains began to lash on, Lightening struck, patterns of brilliance, in the sky, And then, he heard his call, the voice that boomed, Calling his cherub back, to his abode, of heavenly bliss. He knew he had to fly back, for spirit to thrive, alive. Yet, he knew, he wouldn't leave her, not today, not ever.
Despair filled his eyes, his soul burning its elixir, He looked deep, into her innocent, crystal blue eyes, And, he could see, the expanse of the skies, in them. Yet, marred with darkened clouds, waiting to rain away, He looked at her crimson cheeks and her ebony locks. Helpless, he stood, waiting, for the unknown...
She smiled at him, and held him near, offering her warmth, The world seemed non existent, it mattered no more, He held her close, a gentle kiss, on her petal pink lips, Their bodies enmeshed, entwined;watched over by the skies, They rained away their love, amidst the nature showers, And, eternity seemed to lull, before their very eyes...
The rain clouds gave way, to the scorching sun, And he felt, his skin burn, blistering hot, molten pain, And, he realised the pangs, his punishment had begun. His throat so dry, his feet blistered, skin melting, Dry heat, flashing all over him, pain lynching at him, And, she watched over, helpless, tortured by his pains...
The thunder struck hard, echoes uprooting even trees, The storm grew fierce, yet, he felt his body burn away, Broiling flames of heat, he felt himself char away, Her eyes seemed shut, by the winds so fierce, blocking view, And then! The deafening calm, aftermath of a love so pure, She lay on the sandy earth, her eyes searching for him, in vain...
The feeling, of relentless pain, Of misery, and grave suffering, For no reason, you can fathom, And, you feel, persnickety in despair.
Ever felt, the world, Crashing, all over you?
The umpteen instances, When every single thing in life, Went just so right, picture perfect, And, off the sudden, hell breaks loose.
Ever felt, your whole existence, Shrink away, into oblivion?
The world, moving on, in a frenzy, And, you stay stunned, into silence, The crowd seems to bustle, all around, And yet, never before, have you felt, as lonely.
If at all, you have gone through, any of these, Then, you know, what it means to be alive, For life is enchantingly beautiful, a celebration, And, we got to pay, for being so lucky, to be here, alive...!
Capricious desires, of an infatuated soul, Is it? I wonder, still. I wish to hold onto him, As though, there is no tomorrow. Would you call it sleazy a thought, I cant help, but ponder.
I just wish, to offer him my soul, Loving him, more than ever, Suffocating him, with my love, Encompassing him, within my wings, No living power, to separate him, from me, ever.
Would you term me, pertinacious, Just because I pay no heed, to you? I can't share him, with the world, For, he is mine, and I need him so. Possessiveness, is it, to wish my love, Near me, ever and forever?
I promise, to let him be. I wish, to help him nurture his dreams, And reach heights, a flight for glory. All I ask in favour, is the freedom, to pry open, And read his soul, every thought, every dream.
Would you call me, mulish, For just being so concerned? I can't accept these terms of adorn, For all I wish for, is my love, to be near, No spare thought, in his mind, unknown to me, No dream, no fantasy, without me, playing a part.
I am not cruel minded, nor am I relentless, All I ask is some time, or rather, all his time, for me. Is it that bad, I wonder, to wish for him, To dream of him, as just mine, my homing pigeon? Just to make sure, I can love him so, ever and forever.
Oh, please tell me, if I am wrong, if I am irrational in thoughts, when all I wish, is to love him so... to love him so...
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