Charmed

With vengeance she arrived,

She glared and flared,

At the name of her adversary,

Searching him everywhere with fury,

And finally he appeared.

When he arrived,

His magic worked,

She forgot her vengeance instantly,

And love blossomed immediately,

Her anger disappeared.

An Innocent Desire

She waits eagerly,

With her eyes growing wide,

Every passing hour,

Standing stationary,

On one place,

Like the statue of Liberty.

She waits eagerly,

With her beating faster,

And minutes passing quickly,

She prays,

"Please let him come quickly?"

She waits eagerly,

While she holds the folded note tightly,

Which she had preserved it so dearly,

From small income she earned diligently,

As a stewardess at the local Dhabba.

An ice cream cart arrives,

She jumps and squeals,

As her wait is over,

She rushes to him,

Before anyone arrives,

To snatch her precious delicacy.

The cart owner stares,

Down at her unkempt hair,

Worn out dress,

And her small figure,

His heart breaks,

As he realizes,

She is only five years old.

He offers her the best flavor,

With a smile,

He declines,

Her money.

She leaves,

Happy and Excited,

Towards a small tent,

Which is her home,

Where her toddler brother plays,

And unwell mom sleeps peacefully.

She offers her brother,

Her favorite delicacy,

Watches him devour,

The one she had desired.

Nature and it's fury

Nature's fury,

Boils slowly and sweltry,

While we harm her unassumingly,

Without any care for future that is arriving so quickly.

Nature's fury,

Is like lava hot and fiery,

Almost ever ready,

To burn everything in it's savagery.

Nature's fury,

Is killing us slowly,

By releasing gases that are deadly,

To punish us for mistakes caused by us intentionally.

Nature's fury,

Is burning us steadily,

Through forest fires that are wild and frequently,

Damaging lives innocent as well as guilty.

Nature's fury,

Will increase crazily,

With days passing by rapidly,

Unless we do something quickly.

Lost and Found

She lost time,

On random thoughts,

About life and moments,

She never cared about,

But found something precious,

Than the time lost,

Which was beautiful memories.

He worked hard,

Losing his energy,

And shedding his blood,

On building a life,

That he once wanted,

For his family and little kids.

She touched her wrinkled face,

That once was soft,

And glowed with good health,

But when her chirpy grandson,

Crawled into her lap,

She relived again,

Watching him smile.

His heart broke,

His love was lost,

He fell,

Only to raise up stronger,

Happier and Taller,

To face the world,

With new found energy.

As years passed by,

Life evolved,

Several spices went extinct,

While new spices came into life,

And the chain of life cycle restarted again.

You lose something,

Only to find something,

That is more valuable,

Priceless and sweet.

Little Red Riding Hood Revisited.

Little Red Riding Hood,
Walked alone through the wood,
Carrying basket full of food,
Baked for her darling Granny.

Unaware and Unassuming,
About the danger stalking,
In form of big grey wolf watching,
Her every single step.

Suddenly she turns around,
To see the wolf astound,
By her sudden halt,
Fearing his presence is now known.

Her eyes turn wide,
Not with fear and fright,
But with joy and delight,
As she paces closer to him.

The wolf's cold gaze,
Melts into warm stare,
Waiting to be cuddled,
By his favorite human.

She hugs him tight,
With all love she has,
While he tries to steal,
Some baked goodies in the basket.

The wolf is her pet,
Being away from her what he detest,
Hence he follows her,
Everywhere she goes.