The musical notes of love have touched the souls

What shall we talk now?

I have no words to tell

The silence is beautiful 

Let’s make love 

The musical notes have touched the bodies 

Let the movements be the language of the limbs

Can you just stay still for a few moments?

The silence is beautiful 

Let’s make love 

LOVE

lonely is the day

lonely is the night

lonely is me

lonely are you

love is the most

check check

when two hearts long

for each other's love

longing is the sweetest

so is the moment

when two hearts twine

you pine and twine

this is the beauty of love!

WE

Sitting in the porch..

Looking at each other

We gazed at the sky..

Then you gave me that look..

The look..

As if you seeing me through..

I got a bit nervous..

But I could see the spark in your eyes….

In your eyes..

I look at the stars which were

Incomparable to the ones

In your eyes..in your eyes..

The story has just begun

We have just got the pen and paper

To write ‘OUR’ lives

And its not about "YOU" and "ME"

…not  just about "YOU" and "ME."

CROSS THE BORDERS

cross the borders

he lives in pain

cross the borders

she lives in pain

companions of

he and she

are VAIN and PAIN

He and She couldn't become WE

as BORDERS between....

Silence

Up all night

I sat reading and humming

Lingering on the thought I should not be

musing.


Long silences I want to share

not the crap talk.

Again I expect what I should not be

thinking.


The outings and parties

I've got all over 'em

coz it gave nothing.


What I was expecting

I know I should not have expected.

While

While driving in my car

I saw a kid waving at me

He asked for two penny

I didn't help him out

The guilt then stayed with me.

While walking down the road

I saw a confectionery

The kid came along

to have some sweet from me

I did gave him a sweet

He smiled and went away from me.

While sitting in open air

I saw the Moon look at me

It winked and smiled at me

I smiled at it as I daily do

and wondered how could I reach near you?

The lonely times spent

gazing at the Moon

enable me to become a good human being

I am able to see the kid's smile

and even my own smile

in the times spent all by me.

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As thought is turned into a feeling

sorrow is turned into tears.

The tears drop down and loses its value..

with it the sorrow also vanishes.

Tears and smiles are visitors

they come and go

and do not stay for long.

THE POWER

Silence is omnipotent

and darkness too.

Question yourself in darkness and silence

and the answers will come to you.

Silence is omnipotent

and darkness too.

The answers are heard

in darkness and silence,

which are unheard and unanswered

in the brightness of day.

The unusual and unknown voice is attended

and heard by the self

because

silence is omnipotent

and

darkness too.

THIS WORLD....

This world is an INN

People come and go

who stays here for long,

pays the HEAVIEST BILL.


This world is a RENTED HOUSE

the tenants come and go.


HE MAKES US REALIZE

THAT NOW its time TO GO.



The world is a bouquet of flowers

with different fragrances and hues

which are also not permanent as ur life , dear YOU

THIS WORLD IS TRANSIENT

remember this and never forget, dear YOU.

MY DREAM

FOR THE FIRST TIME

I SAW YOU IN MY DREAM ;

I SPOKE TO YOU

IN MY DREAM ;

I CONFESSED YOU

FOR ALL THE MISTAKES,

IN MY DREAM ;

YOU HELD YOUR HAND AND BLESSED ME,

IN MY DREAM ;

THE WORLD IS AT YOUR FEET

OH ! MY LORD !

I WILL NEVER LET YOU DOWN

I PROMISED , ALL MIGHTY !

IN MY DREAM ;

SO , THIS WAS MY SPECIAL EXPERIENCE WITH LORD

AS I SHARE IT WITH YOU ALL

AND I CALL IT MY SWEET DREAM.

IF I HAD WINGS OF MY OWN!

I wish I would fly,

To the earth where

Love and peace prevails;

I wish I would fly,

To the sky where

The flowers of brotherhood blossom;

I wish I would fly,

To the heaven where

The clouds of serenity and divinity roam around;

I wish I would dive,

Into the ocean where

The spontaneity of water lies!

The day I was born

Was it December or January?

Was it Sunday or Monday?

Was it the evening or morning?

when I the Great was born.

My tweenie – weenie dresses were sewn by my grandma.

Will it be a girl or a boy?

These were the confusions and predictions made by my uncles and aunts

when I the Great was born.

Everybody was praying and waiting for the cute little healthy baby;

Then the moment of excitement, thrill and joy entered the hearts of all

As I the Great was born.

So , it was the morning of Monday and 30th of January;

WHEN I THE GREAT WAS BORN!