Sunday, 28 December 2014

Santa's Gift


The sun has risen
from it's deep slumber
while the calmness of the moon
gives light to the sweet child's hope

The child wakes up
with excitement and joy
and bit of curiosity
of fruits of being
good for the year

"What will it be?"
the child wonders
and ponders
on the various forms
of gifts from Santa.


He runs towards
the Christmas Tree
like a bee
excited at the sight
 of the blossomed Apple tree

The gifts are wrapped
in bright colours
of love and care.
The small attractive
red box draws him
into a inquisitive trap

He tears the cover
to relax his queer heart
which beats thousand times.
Atlast Santa's secret gift
is unraveled and disclosed.

He smiles victoriously
at his precious little gift-
A simple magic key
that will bring back
his father lost
in the airliner
went missing in faraway land





Sunday, 21 December 2014

The sweet murder

I dress in Bloody Red
while the song of dead past
play behind my ears.

I nudge them away
as I look at bright future
smiling at me
in his black tuxedo

Oh! My snow white prince
has stolen my heart
with his first gaze

The night is young
and the love has begun
to wrap us into a relationship
of infinite number of years

As the moments fly by,
the tensions diminish
between us
while we stare at the stars
shining in the sky.

He picks me up
and sways me around
as if I am his child.
He whispers soft words
that sends shivers
to my nerves-
YOUR SOUL IS MINE

He pushed me
out of ship
into the ice cold sea.
I watched my body
floating on the waves
of the deep blue sea





Monday, 15 December 2014

The deep blue sea


The deep blue sea
resembles the sparkling eyes
of the sky so high
where the clouds
momentarily hide the evening sun.

I sit with words
dancing in my mind,
while I enjoy the beauty
of calm water flowing
below this huge ship

The sounds of the waves
is like the music to my ears.
They sing to me
the songs of coming journey.

My hair sways
to the rhythm of the wind.
The cool breeze
relaxes my tired soul
while I seek peace

How can a ship so high
carry a world
filled with stories of 
past, present and future
playing inside?



The ship sails
with the memories
that were bound to happen ,
sweet and sour moments
that will happen,
helping those to repair
what once was lost.

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