
A Lyrical Love-Tryst “When and where.. Did you sign.. The love-tryst.. With source of my life?” My poetry asked me..! As my moments were melting.. Into my beloved’s arms! I answered.. With a tear in my one eye.. And a song in another! “You
A Lyrical Love-Tryst “When and where.. Did you sign.. The love-tryst.. With source of my life?” My poetry asked me..! As my moments were melting.. Into my beloved’s arms! I answered.. With a tear in my one eye.. And a song in another! “You
Singing in the Rain… My whispering tears.. Have made a tryst.. With drizzling dreams.. Of monsoon rain-drops.. To perch upon.. Over-flowing fragrance.. Of your silken tresses! And deck them with.. … Pearls of sparkling moments..! As my tears mingle with.. Shades of a rainbow.. Flowing along
Crowning Absence The air is thick.. With a musical riot.. Of dancing rain-drops!… The wet soil proudly sports.. Fragrant foot-prints.. Of a tell-tale court-ship.. Blooming into lush-green dreams! …No wonder.. My thoughts follow the cue.. And start courting lingering notes.. Of your lush green memories.. Aching with
An Utterly Drunken Dream The air is drunk With a wet magic Of her own youth The world is floating Along the music of The monsoon mist We walk along With woven hearts Waving at the Flying rain-drops Eyes of our love Dare the
Colors of Life Colors of our life are winking at the world! “Guess the true shade of our color!” The world marvels at the wonder of the fate’s magic art.. as she again dips her brush.. in a crucible.. frothing with.. multi-hued passions! The dawn
The Divine Debt Buried in the Silken arms of Love, My life was gazing At the dark sweetness Of the blushing night Wooed by the dimpled Glory of a young moon “Midas touch of your lips Has turned my moments Into golden rain-drops Of a sun-kissed
A Wandering Pain A walking piece Of surreal music, You haunted lanes And by-lanes of Countless souls! Like piece of a Floating dream Breath of our life Gasped for the Magic of your notes! No wonder, death too Like a smitten fan, Carried you On
The Drizzling Creations The mid monsoon sky Drizzles with a Sun-kissed mirth, Tapping to the rhythm Of blue eyed rain-drops! Come along my heart, Dance with my swaying dreams Clasping the fingers of mirth! Let the shadows of Our dreaming passions Scale the sky-kissing arc Of a