Rustic Reflections

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love is..but a leap of faith..
scarry though..owing to  its depth..
trust your heart..shedding your fears..
a lovely world exists..beneath those tears..


a thousand miles away from you
yet alwaz so near so close to you
every moment reminds me of you
mere thought makes me one with you

diving deep into the sea of hues
i emerge into your muse
stunned to see you all over dat cruise
i wish to live forever amidst your charming views

wondering at d stars twinkling in the sky
i set out on my flight of fancy in a high
only to find d stars nervous, conscious & shy
in front of your lovely aura hard to eclipse or defy

looking at the clouds flying high above the mountains
when i try to find you somehow..amidst their charming reigns
i see your reflection in every they pour down in lovely rains
yet i miss you in every drop which slips away from my anxious hands..

PS..we could be far but we would never be so far… 🙂

millions of colors in my love’s expanse
sea-full of shimmer..anxiety within immense
countless stars in my intense
sky-full of clouds..uncertainity looms dense

sunshine every morning belies all my fears
fading beams eclipse hope..bring out tears
moon smiles every night..soothes and cheers
gloomy darkness pervades..delight disappears

clouds form a zillion shapes in myriad ways
sometimes a lovely couple..sometimes a maze
floating in my own bubble..dazed in her craze
i fear to come out & lose her in a blinding blaze..



PS..i only fear to lose her…but won’t lose her 🙂

she loves me..she loves me not
may be she is just waiting to give a nod
or may be she is just shy or thinks a lot
she loves me..she loves me not

her smile belies all my silly doubts
but sometimes drifts me in hazy clouds
may be she is also eager to tie the knot
she loves me..she loves me not

her love gives my dream, wings to fly high
but her cute fury gives my tummy, butterflies
may be i am just dumb to sense her winsome plot
she loves me..she loves me not..


PS..The poetry is all in the anticipation, for there is none in reality” …Mark Twain

a kite amidst so many kites
rustling along in spirited flights
riding on wind, scaling new heights
raring to win in frenetic fights

vibrant & vivid, its colors & hues
sending others into jealous blues
rippling red tail on a joy cruise
unbriddled passion set to enthuse

up above, reigning in winning delight
comes along a kitey, spectacular & bright
breezing love in her lovely first sight
fluttering beauty in her love’s twilight

fallen in love, commited & together
they entwine their strings in a clever manner
in a plan to unite and set free forever
on a beautiful journey of love..forever & ever


 PS…Wish you a very happy ‘Festival of Kites’ !! Happy Uttraayan !!

swinging specs in light
dancing free, shining bright
popping in our sight in a twilight
titillating imagination with delight

gliding birds in sky
carefree, swift, soaring high
sailing towards, where ocean meets sky
inspiring in us passion with a zealous sigh

drifting clouds in blue
doing tango in an enormous view
changing shapes subtle to construe
stirring us everytime to learn unlearn anew

swirling fishes in lake
forming whirlpools in their wake
steering in glorious colors with no mistake
quivering our minds with a vibrant shake

doodling days and nights
far from crowds in carefree delights
swinging in nature’s cradle, colorful and bright
giving our lovely cherished childhood an eager invite!!


PS….we could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it..

we all live in our own crazy capsules of ever increasing craving for ‘more’ in the crazy chaos of cities that in the process of reaching our destinations, we disregard those small small moments of happiness which could have made our lives journey pleasurable and meaningful in true sense….


here’s an appeal to that unsettling unrelenting part of ourselves to ease a little bit and appreciate the beauty of life which is the greatest gift of god to us !!

busy bee take out some time free
so much beauty, so many splendors to see
birds chirping from ur balcony tree
eager to talk to u, some1 counting 1 2 three..

busy bee take some time out to smile
there is more to life than pile of files
happiness shouldn’t be separated by nautical miles
ur lovely smile makes someone’s every moment worthwhile

busy bee take some time out to dance
life is so ephemeral and dicey, why to take chance
so many enticing enchanting things to jazz up romance
someone wish u to leave all inhibitions to enter music’s trance

busy bee take some time out to reflect
work is not the only way to connect
life goes on in a wink, leaving no time to even suspect
someone’s longing for ur long lost feelings to recollect

busy bee take some time out to praise beauty
office, meetings, work are just a routine duty
there lies treasure trove of nature’s untouched booty
someone wanting you to make his life delectable as a fruity!!

when i grow up, i want to be a little boy...

PS…Life is beautiful !!