Demons of the night

The dawn sets,
the blue sky turns,
into orange yellow,
as the sun sinks,
deeper and deeper
into slumber

The moon rises,
the cool winds brings,
the peace and calmness,
relaxing tired mind and body

I rest on my bed,
beginning to dream,
a beautiful future
perfect and colourful
fading as the dawn set

Tonight is no different,
as I rest on my bed,
waiting for demons
feeding my mind
to run away,
faraway to their underworld

The demons wander
around my soul,
like the scavengers,
of the dead,
raping my spirit
of contentment and happiness

My eyes are open,
it's almost dawn,
everyone is fast asleep,
my  heart is trembling,
praying almighty
seeking his blessings,
listing to his hymns
begging him to free me
from the clutches
of demons called fear

A dream.. a sweet reality

She smiles

with hidden secrets,

waiting for her knight

riding white horse

who has arrived at last

She blushes

as her cheeks turn red,

without realizing

their sweet story of love

began long ago

She sings

in her heart,

songs of love,

reminding her soul,

the wait is over,

and bad times have disappeared

She giggles

at the sound of her heartbeats,

as it thumps louder

with the time coming closer

for two souls to be one

She dresses

in off white gown,

she had chosen

for the day

she had been dreaming

since long

She shivers

as she sees him

coming towards her,

while she thinks

she is living

a dream

built of roses

and everything nice

The Artificial Nature

Snow capped mountains
surrounded by fog
standing tall and strong,
Sad! It will be gone
while future will remember
the pictures and words
reflected in books

The rains drops,
falls like the arrows
of happiness and hope
to beings tortured
by drought and heat

As year pass by,
the rain drops
turn into drips
formulated by humans
like us

The forests
thick and green,
filled with animals,
big and small,
innocent and wild,
with hope to survive

The forests are encroached,
Tall scrapers are built,
Animals live now,
in man mad shelters
to entertain humans

The river flows,
like blood in veins,
The air we breathe,
is like the soul,
The land we dig,
is like the body
encompassed of soul and life,
yet we forget
to protect

As the Rain Gods arrive

The green grass shines,
pride and happiness
glowing and rupturing
as the Rain Gods arrive

The dry lands,
The steering temperature,
The sweaty palms,
The symptoms of summer
will vanish soon
as the Rain Gods arrive

The smell of mud
wet freshly by rain,
tiny droplets dancing
celebrating their birth
as the Rain Gods arrive

The cold wind blows,
The trees sways,
The lightening strikes
The season of wet rain has begun
as the Rain Gods arrive

The flowers bloom,
The peacock dance,
The rain insects sings,
as the Rain Gods arrive

The rainbows arise,
after the first rain falls,
The sun shines
admist the dark clouds
while the colourful light disperse
in water droptles
as the Rain Gods arrive

Oh my love !

Oh my crazy heart,

in search of sweet melody,
waiting to be lost,
in soft eyes of my beloved

Oh love of mine,
give me a glimpse,
I long for,
night and day so long

Oh my darling,
you are my sparkling
shiny knight
stealing my heart

Oh my charming prince,
you behold me
with warm gaze,
and mysterious smile

Oh sweet love,
you sing me
ballads of enchantment,
trapping me into fantasy

I wait here,
arms wide open,
heart filled with love,
eyes looking out for you
Oh my love
come back home
to my safe heaven

A hate song

You disgust me
with pain and agony.
My heart bleeds,
My soul cries
yet you don't stop
miseries bestowed on my heart

Your love is pretentious,
Your hate is bitter truth,
that is feeding my heart
with poison of your world

You are vivacious,
Charm is your tool,
Your sudden arrival,
Your sudden departure ,
turns my world upside down,
traps me slowly and slowly

You are leech,
a parasite of my life
never leaving my side,
sucking the bright hope
out of my soul

You are sweet enemy,
A friend I thought in need,
Your infamous tricks
remove your masks of mask
yet your true identity non revealed

You are part of me ,
What a tragedy!
I detach you,
yet you seem
to arrive in form
of fury, negativity and arrogance

Shopaholic confessions

The hard cash,

The plastic money,

The discount coupons,
The cash at bank,
cry to me,
'Oh! When will you use me'

Prada or Gucci,
Nothing so cheap
seduce me
by dreams
of having one
hanging by my shoulder

Little black dress
on the mannequin
reminds me
of lovely evening party,
I have in the night

The discount offers,
Mid season sales,
Buy one Get one free,
tempts me wherever
I see

Lakme, Loreal and Mac,
without which I look
plain, colourless and boring;
without which I remain Jane
not Pretty Polly

As I walk,
on street filled temptation,
trapped and stripped
by desire for more
brands making me
feel forever 21