seasons, love & chroma

seasons, love & chroma
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, 25 February 2014

The Wanderer


You feel the cool wind blowing
And it assists you to wander more
In search of love or lust you don't know.
But then, you're sure that its your journey;
And yours alone.
Cos the decisions you made,
Forever was for yourself.
You cross the fields and the forests
And many a people you meet
All are different in their own way
And you are left amazed by the variety
You cross the rivers and the deserts
Reach a pasture, peaceful and serene.
And there you meet your real self;
A mystic saint It appears to be.
And what It wanted was to free you from the dilemma,
Whether to search for the Beauty or the Truth.

Thursday, 19 September 2013

Thou art my sunshine in the rain...


Shower me with thy love, oh my lady;
Thou art my sunshine in the rain
Thou art the blooming rose in the full moon night
Which maketh me crave for more of thee, thy love.
But solitude is the answer that thou giveth
But my mind be incorrigible, manifesteth only but for thee.
Thou art the charme, and thou stimulateth
And I'm under thy spell
Thou hath the grace, and thy smile be divine
That maketh me thy slave.
But thou doth not accepteth my worship
But my love be incorrigible, shalt be only for thee
Shower me with thy love, oh my lady;
Thou art my sunshine in the rain...

Sunday, 30 June 2013

But my Love, You don't know Me...


 


Oh my lady,
I love you.
Not even a day passes
Without me thinking of you.
But my Love,
You don't know me.

Every day I see you
In my dreams.
As a lily, pure and serene
Which has blossomed inside my heart.
But my Love,
You don't know me.

Whenever there's a full moon,
That reminds me of you
The always inviting charm and glow
That which your face bears.
But my Love,
You don't know me.


So close to you I am
In my dreams
But far enough
In my fears
But my Love,
You don't know me.

I cherish every moment
That I've spent with you
Even the thoughts of those days
Are mesmerizing enough.
But my Love,
You don't know me.

Far away from you,
I manifest my thoughts
Which I hope
Will bring me closer to you
But my Love,
You don't know me.

Everytime I see you in my dreams
I see my Lady Love
And I see the glow in your eyes
Which makes me dream of us
But my Love,
You don't know me.

I dream of a future
With you, that is romantic
I just can't wait for the day
When you realize my intensity
But my Love,
You don't know me.

Friday, 1 February 2013

Oh Beauty...




Oh beauty,
Who has seen the glow in your eyes,
Other than me?
The sparkle in your eyes
Which shun away even the stars…

Oh beauty,
Who has heard your voice romantic,
Other than me?
The sweet tone
Which tranquilizes me…

Oh beauty,
Who has felt your soothing touch,
Other than me?
The golden touch
Which removes all disorders…

Oh beauty,
Who has seen your inner beauty,
Other than me?
The beauty of your heart
Which conquered mine…

Friday, 18 January 2013

When Respect is Lost...


When respect is lost
Betrayal becomes the order of the day
People turning grey;
I don’t say narrow minded
But their mind is not straight
Unrequited love and agony rules the day
And one’s own guilt is not recognized
Lose guilt, live life is the motto of the day
Scornful imagery all over
Which laughs at you
Fight the battle all alone
Cos betrayal is the order of the day…

Saturday, 12 January 2013

Paradox



A paradox should be left in every statement

Cos there is nothing more beautiful than it;

Like a lie intended that turns out to be a truth

A paradox has an art in it; a desire in it;

Like a vision unseen or like an unheard sweet music

This makes you feel enlightened;

But proves to be foolish

Which itself is paradoxical;

Like love which is unrequited

And that makes a beautiful paradox;

That which I hate!!!

Saturday, 29 December 2012

Being Grey



Uncertainty in mind,
Doubt in the air,
All queries answered,
But not in completion,
All calls given a reply,
But missed halfway through,
They told it was color,
But I saw it grey.
Light speaks,
But darkness replies;
And the moonlight finds it tough
To fill the darkroom;
Her mind…

Sunday, 23 December 2012

The Season of Autumn


The season of Autumn
The leaves burn n become reddish
And get dry and fall
My heart too burns and bleeds
My love too has fallen out
Like the season that resembles death
My hopes too are shattered

But I believe
Like the withered seeds
That are secured beneath the earth
To sprout once the spring arrives
And bloom and spread a smile
My dreams are curtailed for a while

Only to rise up and soar high

Friday, 21 December 2012

A Quote of Love


The chilling wind that blows
When the sun shines bright,
Is exactly the way you smile;
PLEASANT…
I feel the sun’s warm rays on my face,
Kissing me…
And also the cool breeze,
Soothing me…
I close my eyes
And take a deep breath
And what I see
Is just your face
And the vivid expressions
In your eyes…
Season’s daughter;
I LOVE YOU…

Saturday, 15 December 2012

My Beloved


MY BELOVED

She’s my beloved
For she has been there supporting me always
She’s shared my love, happiness, grievance, anger and all;
She was my best company I would seek for
She’s loving and caring
She’s been there through the best part of my life, till now
I love her, for she’s my sole critic I would listen to;
She’s my beloved
She’s loneliness…

Thursday, 13 December 2012

A December Night


It’s a breezy night
And I sit in my room
With the windows opened before me
I feel the cold wind playing with my hair
It feels divine and serene
I close my eyes
With a pleasant smile on my face
As if under a charm
And what I see is your face
Your silky hair dancing
According to the music played by the wind
And each time your hair
 Falls on your face
Covering your eyes
You brush through those silky black locks
With your slender fingers
 With utmost grace
And the expressions flowing from your eyes
Is something which I cannot resist
And the season plays the cupid
And what fills my mind now
Is just you, your face and your eyes…


Wind, the Epitomy of Love


The wind blowing in this season,
It feels like a cool breeze
That soothes you and makes you love
The plants and trees are so lucky
As they are easily subject to the season’s breeze
Unlike the caged mortals
The wind that blows away all the disturbances
And you are in bliss
Bliss; the twin sister of this season’s breath
Oh wind!
Your presence is as dear to me as my love…