forever Reckless

often these eyes

have shed many tears

careless heart

is the culprit

vulnerable yet stubborn

it refuses any discussions

snatches the permit from brain

to take any decisions

charming yet silly

this heart

ends up breaking itself

never learning

from its mistakes

forever reckless, this heart

&

that’s the beauty of it!

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together, we were never to sing

a song I meant to sing

I needed him to sing along

shyly indicated my intentions to him

we waited for the music to assist

we waited and kept waiting

were we deaf not to listen to the tune

screaming over and over to us both

assuring the possibility of the impossible

we were not meant to be what we thought

together, we couldn’t write a song

together, we were never to sing

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was it too much to ask

tell me

was it too much to ask

if I asked for just a little smile

a spark of just a little happiness in my eyes

you knew my journey till now was exhausting

you knew I was desperate for some rest

you knew enough tears I had shed

you knew your love would have strengthen me

you knew I loved you, gave my life to you

how could you be so heartless to desert me

how could you just let me die every moment

O my dear, tell me where did I fail, how did I fail

after all that I genuinely did to save our relationship

tell me my dearest

was it too much to ask

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we write a Saga Sensual

its not only the moon and the stars

not only the sun and its rays

its not only the ocean and its waves

not only this wind and the waterfalls

its not just the woods and the rivers

not just the colors of the rainbow

today i tell you my love, its not just them

not only just them, who hold the stick of magic

their saga is old, the world knows it all

today in this moment

it’s YOU and ME

as we make love to each other

we write a Saga Sensual

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the Scars

in a calm serene night

the wind decided not to progress

trees stood in silence

welcoming the Moon

gleaming silver rays

traveled their way

to bathe the angels

nourishing them with purity

water in the lake glowed with shine

a sight so rich, so charming

it hid all the pain behind

& no one seemed to notice

the scars

on the face of the Moon

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Terrorists

are they dying, or dead already

are they becoming zombies, the walking dead

emotions drying like fallen leaves

hearts absorbed by the demon

their blood becoming thick and dark

refusing to flow through their veins

caged minds impotent to realize

deeds progressing to barbaric

torturing souls to death

they who have turned into bombs

they who don’t dream without their guns

bringing darkness to swallow the light

there was a time they were humans themselves

today, unsympathetic to humanity

enemies to the children, to the whole mankind

cheating their own selves

ignorant of love, away from compassion

they who spread the shiver of terror

they, who are not called by names anymore

they are simply termed

as terrorists

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tomorrow never comes

today i decide to bring a smile to you

today i decide to fill excitement in you

today i decide to inspire you a little

shall i tell a story, or ask you a riddle

today i decide to read what you write

let’s go to the rooftop, shall we fly a kite

come a little closer, let’s kiss each other

let’s sit together chat for a little while

aren’t we missing each other

aren’t we loosing time

shall we do it all today, not wait for tomorrow

for i have seen, i have learnt

sometimes leaving us puzzled

tomorrow never comes

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Father, dear Father

father, dear father

when you touched me for the first time

my eyes were closed, yet i could see your tears of joy

father, dear father

when you held me against your chest

i knew i belonged to you

father, dear father

when you held my fingers in your hand

i knew i was going to follow your footsteps

father, dear father

when you came running to pick me as i fell

i knew i would be safe in your arms

father, dear father

when you taught me to be kind and humble

i knew you were a gentle soul

father, dear father

when you showed me the way to life

i knew it was the best path for me

 

father, dear father

could i ever thank you enough

for being the way to were to me

guess, i shall pass on the legacy

to your grandson

raise him like you raised me

father, dear father

with all my love

a tribute to your tender soul

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will You? my Love!

ever, if I fail to walk

my pace is slow to match yours

enlighten me my love

will you wait for me

ever, if I fail to see

the beauty hidden in this life of ours

through your eyes my love

will you let me see

ever, if i fail to hear

the music played by the waterfalls

& the honeybees

through your heart, my dearest

will you sing to me

ever, if i fail to hop

on the trampoline of joy

your strength, my dear

will you share it with me

i am aware, you’re going to say ‘Yes’

you shall never

deny my request

still, i need to hear once more

from you my love

please say it again just one more time

a ‘Yes’

to all that i ever

ask from you

 

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my Writings – my Life

illusions, imaginations

provocative, silly sometimes

my writings

they are musings of a broken heart

painfully beautiful

evolved from relations

from a daughter, from a mother

a lover’s fascinations

my writings

they are perceptions

of a person aspiring

notions of a heart inspiring

dull at times, sometimes divine

my writings

they smile, they cry and bleed

hoping high for readers to pay heed

my writings – my life

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a kiss on my neck

 

he gifted me a necklace once

soothing pearls sewn in a golden thread

making love simultaneously

to the ones onto their right and to the left

as I wore it, the pearls hugged my neck

I felt a shiver of his love caressing me

must I admire his choice so rich

how gorgeous I looked wearing it

he came from the behind as I looked into the mirror

he pretended he wanted to touch the necklace

sure he was, I would catch him pretending

with no interest in the necklace that moment

he just wanted to place his lips on my neck

a secret, he told me then

the necklace was never too appealing to him

yet, he bought it without a second thought

for he wanted to steal a chance to come close to me

and kiss me on my neck

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every Phase was Worth Living

pretty face, pink lips

eyes gleeful, manner carefree

soft long hair smelling sweet

daddy’s sweetheart, mama’s doll

a phase so beautiful, she never wanted it to pass

then came a life, thrilling and bubbly

surrounded by friends all day whole night

young at heart, on top of this world

too wondrous a phase, desirous to be held

progressed to another phase of wisdom

a lover, a wife, she became a mother

followed the lessons of pain, love and affection

she became giving, she was responsible

this surely was a phase worth experiencing

made her turn into a woman from a girl

now, she was old, a grandmother to little kids

telling many stories all day

answering hundred innocent questions

how she enjoyed every bit of it

they giggled and laughed for no reasons at all

made her memorize her young days from back long

from a tiny bud to a flower glorious

gradually to shed its petals to the earth

gorgeous were they all, all phases of her journey

she had to live them all to the full

for her to be complete, to be whole

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the Rich GRAIN in its Wood

 

the giant table, luxuriating in my study

where I spent many days, many nights

engrossed, in my books of all titles

reading, for long hours with no sense of time

during the day, I opened my window

in the night, that old lamp lit to light

the table served me well,

it was polished, it shined

it’s surface smooth against my skin

I thoroughly enjoyed sitting on my chair

with my legs stretched under my table

tired sometimes

I even rested on it lazily

I owned it, utilized it, lived my years with it

almost developed, a relationship silent

yet to my surprise, somehow

I missed to notice

those dim beautiful patterns

formed, by the rich GRAIN in its wood

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the Highway

million spent to take us HIGH

on a WAY to go ahead, live our dreams

connecting cities, opening doors to progress

speeding cars, crossing each other

on the HIGHWAY

flawless roads, cottony clouds in the sky

drizzling drops falling on the mountains

transforming a journey simple to electrifying

racing to catch the sun in the horizon

giving a race to the moon following

on the HIGHWAY

few exits, many signs to destination

few diversions, but mostly running straight

phenomenal architecture worth a praise

taking them ahead who drive on it

the HIGHWAY

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could Love be less, could Love be more

could love be less, could love be more

for love is love, complete in itself

when i say “I love you my love”

I am meaning “you are the world to me”

I am meaning to do things, whether big or petty

to see a flash of smile on your lips

I am meaning to assure you to have such faith

you shall see no pain, for I will take it all away

even when I am freezing, cold in the wind

in my arms, you shall remain warm enough

I shall cry your tears, will give you my smile

for in love

that’s the only way to my pleasure

my love for you, as I perceive

couldn’t be less, it couldn’t be more

for love is love complete in itself

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Destiny

I am in your eyes, I am that shine

I am in your thoughts, I am your bold voice

I am in your aura, I am your style

tell me my dearest, do you see me?

I am in your dreams, I am your fantasy

I am in your will, I am your influence

I am in your hands, the lines on your palm

I am in your long working hours

must you see me in your sweat

I am everything to you

everyday, you build me, you write me

I can not stay away for long

I am certain you see me by now

I am Your Destiny

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the Fork of his Fate

 

Wise enough, he made friends with Wisdom

Quick enough, he took his steps to beat time

Young enough, he had energy unmatched

Smart enough, he spoke his words with care

Bright enough, he had the light within

he was everything, to have lead the world

never stopped, to build his ship of dreams

tireless efforts, those sleepless nights

never failed to sew the wings he would fly with

yet, in the end

it plunged into his back

scattered all that he had gathered

piercing his dreams, hit him in the face

could it be more cruel – the Fork of his Fate

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the Magician

the magician showed his tricks

leaving the audience spellbound

made the girl disappear

made a pigeon appear from nowhere

how proud was he to fool them all

he thought to himself

he had won the show tonight

didn’t realize his magic failed

to hide from her

his teary eyes

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mySestina theory behind following you

Dear fantastic fellow bloggers

There is a theory behind me following you

Not just for the sake of you following me, that I follow you

I follow you, for I love to read your mind

I love your creativity, the art in your soul

I relish your ideas, that can change the world

I am amazed at your pictures, where you capture time

I take advantage from your lessons of life

I laugh merrily at your funny posts

You bring me the world on my computer screen

You help me come out of my testing times

How I feel so connected to you

How we share a fantastic relationship

And that’s my theory of following you

I am not simply following you, for you are following me

I follow you to see the world through a million eyes

your eyes

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Magic Stick of Humanity

I wish I had a Magic stick

I would spin it and say a few Magic words

The world would change into a place peaceful

With no more killings, no more torture

I would spin it again to bring a little love

To make people hold, hug each other

They would forget all the hatred and rage

In their hearts to remain, nothing but affection

I would make the stick to spin one more time

No one will be poor, no one to stay hungry

Every one be blessed with a roof on their heads

No one to sleep on the streets no more

I promise I would keep making my wishes

Even if I have to spin it a million times

Till the time, I see no one in tears

Wouldn’t stop even for a bit

Even if the task would take me years

I wish I had

the Magic stick of humanity

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