Archive for the Vishwas Poems Category

A Moonlit Serenade

A Moonlit Serenade

A Moonlit Serenade A fugitive pain Serenades every beat, Of my brooding heart Vaguely kindling A simmering memory From an earlier life…,   And the moonbeam winks Making the evening smile Into destiny’s eyes!   Dear “pain-friend”, From a distant page of time, Can you script my

The Peacock Glory

The Peacock Glory Gasping for the Breath of your Sweet presence, My thoughts Toss and turn In the bed of my dreams!   Pain like a Monsoon peacock Dances all over My sleepless limbs As they toss and turn In the bed of my dreams!   Why

Midas touch

Midas touch

Midas touch YouTube promotion of my poem Midas touch You marvel at the.. Source of lyrical gems.. Painted by the breath of my soul.. … On the crystal clear canvass Of your golden smile!   Ask that magic smile.. Whose Midas touch it was.. Which sowed the

When You Are Away

When You Are Away When you are away, My eyes wear The damp memory Of your smile, And my thoughts Weave their angst Around quenchless flame Of your world-filling absence! When you are away, The evening.. Like a lonely bride, Wanders aimlessly Around the source Of her

The First Love-child

The First Love-child

The First Love-child Mute buds of Silent passions Bloom slowly into My new-born words Drunk with the ecstasy Of their own infant pain!   The nascent words Melt in the entreating arms Of your sudden smile Relishing the warm abode Of its throbbing bosom!   You fondle

The Wandering Kite

The Wandering Kite

The Wandering Kite “I am just a dream Don’t you chase me Like a wandering kite Chasing a fugitive wind” My love struggled To caution me! ” I am really a kite In the hands of The destiny” Answered my eyes, “Trying to weave A smiling flower

A Honeymoon to Die for

A Honeymoon to Die for A rainbow of dreams Floats merrily, Glistening on The river of my life   Night.. like a lonely moth, Hovers endlessly Around the surreal flame Of my dream-life   The first ray of dawn Wakes-up my dream Molten in the arms of

Missing You

Missing You

Missing You “How can you miss me?” Asked her SMS!   “I am at the tip Of your finger, Floating along The worldwide web”   My fingers typed A wistful reply   “The illusive web of Your virtual shadows Fan the fire of Your absence even more…

The Carnival of Life

The Carnival of Life

The Carnival of Life “Where did you Master the art of Weaving your words Into a garden of lyrics?” My life asked me.   “As your smile Weaves the beats Of my heart, Into a procession Of dreams,”   Revealed my inner voice,   “My words rise