True Love !

 

You know its come to you on sight

Coz that’s when the heart dances with delight

 

A deep affection from your inner core

Like it’s been there for years in store

 

That naughty twinkle in the eyes

Ever thought why it never says goodbye?

 

A shy smile that warms the heart

Like it’s waiting forever from the start

 

It blooms forever in the soul like a flower

As you keep realising its divine power

 

A glow on the face that says it all

God’s way of saying child you have it all

 

It touches the soul like morning dew

Its softness is felt only by a select few

 

Maybe separated by distance but still close

Like a broken heart that cries out its woes

 

A mad lightening that goes through you

Makes you realise what God’s gift is to you

 

A rare emotion that never sees an end

Coz true love suffers but never bends

 

Courage is its second name

Hearts wish their name was the same

 

It makes you crawl out of your shell

When the Almighty assures all will be well

 

It has a voice that’s different and uncanny

Maybe that’s why elders don’t find it funny

 

True love truly waits and waits and waits

But loses if a close relation is the bait

 

It’s voice is then a voice called silence

With its quietness ensuring some balance

 

Silent, beautiful and carefree is true love

As what you feel is pure like a white dove

 

Take a bow O amazing emotion of mine

You are a godsend to me as a gift divine

 

Will stay true to you till my last breath

I know you too will stand by me in my ultimate test

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

KRISHNA πŸ˜ŠπŸ™

O Krishna…

 

Whenever I see or hear you

Something instantly connects me to you

 

Your mischievous smile sets you apart

Somehow it always tugs at my heart

 

Your eyes convey all you shouldn’t do

And I end up doing the same as you do

 

A face that’s so amazingly magnetic

So enticing that I cud become a diabetic

 

Your aura speaks volumes about you

Which your followers can relate to you

 

A peacock feather to complete the look

It’s always featured in almost every book

 

Your ears always hear the unspoken

Of the madness of hearts that are broken

 

Your flute sings melodies to entice my soul

It makes my soul feel so true and whole

 

Your Feet spread happiness wherever they go

Every individual sings your praises so

 

Your presence warms every lonely heart

It gives a reason again for them to start

 

To write about you is an honour for me

Coz the happiness is there for all to see

 

You are the brightest light of my life

As u stand by me quietly in all my strifes

 

Then…

How can I say Krishna

That you are not a part of me

You reside in me and belong to me

I am your soul and your soul is me

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Butterflies 😍

Little colourful flies called butterflies

Are a real colour treat to sore eyes

 

Vibrant and delicate they are to look

You can’t catch them by hook or crook

 

They buzz around colourful flowers

Enjoying the rays that the sun showers

 

Sometimes they sit sometimes they fly

No other lovely creature as them that can try

 

Some are delicate to look some are scary

Coz predators are around so they are wary

 

Their wings are like dustpaper soft and smooth

A pair of antennae to feel but no teeth to boot

 

Two pairs of wings to fly joint at the tummy

Colourful to the core looking like a yummy mummy

 

Lunch for the lovelies is always light

As the day calls for long flights

 

As they flutter around pretty gardens

Kids are fascinated despite strict wardens

 

They try to catch them by running around

But fail as the butterflies cover too much ground

 

The life of a butterfly is so fascinating

Short cos it’s mainly predator dominating

 

As my eyes watch a fleeting butterfly

A smile on my face says…

Yes… butterflies are a colour treat to sore eyes!!

 

Beautiful flowersπŸ’–

Walking on a winding lane by the woods

Are flowers lined up doing my eyes some good

 

Colours of all hues feature on display

Eyes dancing as they have too much to see and play

 

Some red or blue, some violet and yellow

Enjoy as the heart says you are a jolly good fellow

 

Some are big while some are small

But all are huddled up in a line like a wall

 

They make for such a pretty sight

Visitors coming are in for a visual delight

 

Bees and butterflies vie for their attention

Morning dew runs in for damp detention

 

They look so fresh in the morning sun

Like freshly baked hot cross buns

 

Their fragrance fills the morning air

How I wish I cud enjoy sitting on a chair

 

As a breeze blows they sway in a trance

As enjoying life now is their only chance

 

Life is full for them as no one plucks them

So its known no one earns big bucks on them

 

When seasons change they wilt away

It’s pains to see them dying this way

 

But nature does have its own say

To bring back things in its own way

 

Till then its a wait, watch and see

Little buds waiting for flowers to be

 

When I will again walk on the lane near the woods

Waiting for flowers to do my eyes some good……

 

 

 

 

 

Shining stars

Under a beautifully lit star filled sky

I wonder how it must feel to shine so high

 

White specks of dust illuminate the darkness

A view so spectacular that it leaves you breathless

 

Some stars shine like an on off switch

Regardless of any sort of a hitch

 

Some shine like they never lost their shine

Blessed by none else than Almighty divine

 

Some stars form patterns in the sky

Each pattern named as a zodiac up so high

 

Some stars have their own names

But some don’t so it’s quite a shame

 

There is one star so close to the moon

Always together but vanishing by noon

 

Then there’s the Pole star that’s a guide

All ships in the sea look for it and abide

 

Its heavenly to see the magic of the divine

My heart sings to the stars O baby be mine

 

As the night ages, they shift to the west

Cos the morning will bring out its best

 

As sleep takes over, I call your name

A star twinkles you sleep i will be the same

 

My heart smiles as if to tell the stars….

Under a beautifully lit star filled sky

I wonder how it must feel to shine so high !

A true friend..

When your true friend SAYS…..

 

 

I am the seven colours of your life

He will stand by you despite his strifes

 

I am the sunlight that guides you

He will lighten your path to help you thru

 

I am as expandable as the blue sky

He will ensure your dreams too rise high

 

I am the lashing rain and the cold snow

Though himself in pain he won’t show

 

I cannot speak anything in your favour

He means despite odds he will be with you forever

 

I am the wind thats always around you

He’s the unseen force pushing you to get thru

 

I am the thought that makes you feel good

He’s the smile that makes you smile all you could

 

I am your ever friendly imagination

He’s there in all your creative creations

 

I am all the little lessons that life teaches

He’s that adorable entity who never preaches

 

He may not say a word yet will be around

Eyes speaking of emotions that ran aground

 

If you are blessed to have such a friend

Feel proud that the idiot will stand by you to set trends

 

After all….God does send angels to us

To be together to board life’s tough upcoming bus…..

 

 

 

 

 

A kite story

Up goes the kite into the sky

With its dreams touching a new high

 

It’s crisp and made of fine paper

My eyes see that it looks very dapper

 

Tied to a tough thread of a loyal friend

It sails in the sky despite many bends

 

Sometimes left and at times to the right

Nervous but holding to a bond so tight

 

Wind pushing it in every direction

Still its mind having no objection

 

The kite feels the pulse of the air

When it flies up above with so much flair

 

It tastes its freedom like never before

Coz what its got It has never got before

 

It hums a song as it keeps sailing

Eyes from below too keep it from falling

 

It flies and flies till its too tired to fly

The bonding thread too gets cut in the sky

 

The kite falls like dreams turning to dust

Its heart still pumps saying get up you must

 

But it’s soul is torn when it brushes a thorn

Kids run to pick it up ignoring car horns

 

The kite has lived its life for a day

Sailing high but having nothing much to say

 

The festival has come to an end

But left behind are hopes for us to make mends

 

Till then.. The soul of the kite will fly high

And eager eyes will always look to the sky !

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