When Life Meets Life Stream of my life Was flowing along The shores of her destiny, As a wandering soul Joined along my foot-steps Weaving the music Of her fragrant breath Around the dreaming Petals of my thoughts Her fingers smiled into The eyes of my
Garden of Dreams Wandering into Garden of my dreams I lost my way Into the heart Of your smile Like a drunken bee Forgetting her next sip Deep in the fragrant Arms of a dreaming lotus! No wonder then, If my destiny Like a new bride
The Destiny’s Darling If Only, the Destiny Were little more kind.. You could have been The breath of my life, With your smile floating As a foaming sweetness On the cup of my life! But never mind, The cruel destiny.. The simmering pathos Of your
The Miss World “I am far from… A beauty-queen, Leave alone a Miss world!” Argued my muse with my poem! “How can you deny, You filled my life, With moments of beauty…” MY words rippled Into a wave of answer, “Reigning my destiny
A Dance Duet My words drizzle Like tears of A Monsoon sky, With a vagabond cadence! Chirping to the rhythm of Your dreams Hopping carelessly From one branch to another Of my musing thoughts! Can you follow, The steps of Our dance duet, As the
Destiny’s Journey “I am but a Passing fragrance Floating on the Breeze of time” Hummed my life, “Born as a Flying spark Of creation, Exuding its Fountain of Fugitive colors, On the face of Every passing moment!” “I am but your Wedded companion And your every new
