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The Dawn

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It was dawn already and she was tightly packed in my arms. She trusted me so much that she let herself effortlessly rest in them. All of her was on me and I couldn't have loved her more! I was looking into her eyes as she softly weighed me down. She was transparent in nature and had nothing in herself to hide. She glistened without jewels and her beauty was of no comparison. Each dawn, without fail, we met; since the day I was a child till that day itself. And even when I had hugged her the whole dawn I still desired her. I was helplessly in love but, even though I was holding on tight, I knew in my heart that she had to go and that I won't be able to stop her. Every morning she would leave me alone, no matter how hard I tried to make her stay but at dawn with the same freshness she would return back to me, run in my arms at the very sight and would stay there till her departure every morning. I knew she didn't want to go even today, but God won't fulfill this ...

My encounter with The Lord of English

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"I'm leaving you!" I told Writing.  He just stared at me with his innocent eyes and expressionless tiny face.  "I'm leaving you, I said!" I screamed and Writing just softly blinked while looking at me with his tilted head, and the same second, I could feel a hand on my shoulder. "Why are you doing that?" asked a lady with a glittery sparkle in her voice; a sparkle picked freshly from the top waters of the ocean; a sparkle that brought along with itself the calmness of the seas. The voice soon showed me it's face as I saw The Goddess of English coming before my eyes. "You ask me why! Oh, look at him!" I harshly spoke and we both glanced upon the tiny figure in front of us. "Look at the effort I've dressed him up with. I have decorated him with everything I had! However, no one seems to like him! He gives me no returns!" I ranted. The Goddess of English gave a silent smile as if she had overlooked all hi...

The mirror calls me a joker

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I was siting in front of a mirror; a mirror that promised to show one the real self. I touched my reflection in the mirror as if I were feeling a whole new person in front of me. I kept on staring at  myself expressionlessly. The mirror I was confronting never lied and now it was saying hat I looked like a joker.  A tear dripped down my cheek as my eyes had started overflowing. The silent teardrop ran down my cheek but I kept on looking at the mirror. It was difficult and painful  to hide my grief . I blinked at the person in the mirror, but didn't speak. I was sensing the feelings of that person. All the agony, perplexity, helplessness, we had faced it together. No one, but we understood each other's emotions. Moreover, the person had just cried with me. A soft thud startled me and I hurried to make up my face and remove all trace of that tear. The tear had revealed a portion of the real me. It had washed off the fakes I had put up on my face and I had to revert back ...

Helplessly, In Love With My Almighty! (I don't know if it's good or bad, though.)

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Oh! The possessor of the blue throat, You are the most elegant dancer, A fearless warrior to note, And the most passionate lover, No one can love me true, But only you. Down to Earth, you've always been, Slash opening my cocoon of dismay, And letting the glad me be seen, Yet, "I'm just a normal person," You always say, My butterfly of elation flew, Only because of you. Girls pray to you patiently, To acquire a lover like you As you always give your devotee, What she wants. I know, it's true, Sunshine of every day brand new, Is also given by none other than you. And then, there is me praying, And asking you, yourself, to be my lover I'm forever chanting and saying, "None can be like you. So, marry me!" However, I know it can't be true, But, I want to marry only you I know you won't descend down for me, And your Holy Family will seethe with anger But I trust your protection over your devotee, I apologize, b...

Future as the Harbinger

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A Ballad I saw my own future With a scar at it's face Who came as a Harbinger My life who would trace Just before my eyes. "You've cried endless nights," Said my Harbinger to me "You've outgrown terrible fights" Again it's scar I could see, As it sat, just before my eyes "You've had untoward moments That create this scar for me to capture You've faced everyone's disagreements And now you see your future Right before your eyes" "And even though you see me You don't know what I hold Lovingly or truthfully the story has to be told" It smiled before my eyes "Your life has been a nightmare But I'll make your dreams come true Full of honesty, love and care success is what I hold for you" And it turned to glitter and got dissolved in the skies.                                                             ...

My dear daddy

He drinks all the agony, And every pain for me, He is my dear daddy! He hugs his suffering, To see me beautifully growing, How sacrificing is my daddy! He ignores each of my blunder, Why does he do that, I wonder, How forgiving is my daddy! And I know whenever I'll tumble, He'll save me with his hands so humble, How protective is my daddy! However, he won't show so easily, everything that he does for me, I love my dear daddy!!!

Flying back to God

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I lay down on the lap of my blesser Without a care, I chose to relax, With my anxieties turning lesser I can feel it as my sadness cracks I've  done my each deed And borne all the sorrow planned for me I've  suffered because of my greed But now, I am liberated and free  As my broken wings of Salvation Were being repaired by my creator So perplexed for years was his creation The world had treated me no better But soon my wings were fixed And it was the time to fly back to God The worldly me had a feeling ...