The Haunted House

Surrounded by thick forest,

Filled with ghastly energy,

An abandoned mansion stands,

Huge and unearthly.

As one escapes,

Out from the fearful woods,

To that abandoned mansion,

Unaware that it traps lonely souls.

The house is a puzzle,

With no escape doors,

Except for one,

That is visible only to pure souls.

Fools dared to enter the woods,

With hope to show the world,

Their stories of bravery and adventure,

Perished with no trace.

Many pass by the forest,

Where the abandoned house stands,

Huge and unearthly,

Waiting patiently for it’s next prey.

Happiness is where your heart is.

Happiness is,

When your heart smiles,

Even during stormy nights,

And the struggles seem worthwhile.

Happiness is,

When you heart sings,

To the beats of love,

While you hold your partner's hand for the first time.

Happiness is ,

When your heart flies,

As you take tiny step,

Towards making your dream a reality.

Happiness is,

When your heart is at peace,

Even when people struggle with Monday blues,

And you are at ease throughout the week.

Happiness is,

Where you heart is,

Even if it's plain country side,

Or a palatial house facing the seashore.

Truth

Truth is bitter,

Raw and pure,

Until it's mixed,

With lies,

To protect few,

And harm others.

Truth is unanswered question,

Like hidden treasure,

Or mine filled with minerals,

Ready to be unearthed,

But left untouched,

In fear of revealing something dreadful.

Truth is mystery,

Until it is debunked,

By the curious cats,

Within us,

While world watches,

With wide eyes.

The Lion and his perfect spot

As the sun goes down,

The sky turns purple-pink,

And it's time,

For arrival of mighty king.

The cowardly wilder beasts,

And gentle giants,

Feast on wet grasses,

While their king arrives.

The lion king arrives,

With unbroken pride,

And strolls his land lazily,

Searching for perfect spot to rest.

And he gets,

What he wants,

A perfect place,

To rest and then hunt,

While the others continue with their work.

A Better World

 Imagine!

A day filled with positivity,

Opportunities in abundance,

And ideas unlimited,

As we sit down to work,

With no Monday blues,

Only focus and good mood.

Imagine!

A future filled with hope,

With no inhibitions,

Or angst of tomorrow, 

Except courage to push us forward,

As we face uncertainties,

With smile and open hearts.

Imagine !

A better world ,

With no killings,

United by like minds,

And connected by souls,

Not by race or tribe,

Only by pure love.

Letters in a word

Letters in a word,

Are like pearl bead,

If joined together,

Makes words meaningful or jibber-jabber.

Like sea shells on vast ocean,

Carrying pearly treasures within,

These letters are unique on it's own,

Just plain symbols with no emotion.

Individuals are like alphabets,

When formed groups,

Achieve impossible expeditions,

And enhance one another.

Opinions are formed,

Judgments are passed,

Ideas are transformed,

With simple words.

When you replace a letter,

From one place to another,

Or with letter some other,

Meaning is distorted or discovered.

Lover's tiff

It started as sweet revenge,

Served with fun and no offence,

Over a prank she played not so long ago,

On usual lock down day.

He was in mood  for some fun,

While she stressed with unnecessary burden,

When two conflict,

A dispute was sure to happen.

He pulled her leg,

In pursuit for some laughter,

And to wile away time,

He spared for some relaxation.

She didn't recognize,

His innocent intention,

Instead assumed it as an argument,

Adding to the fury caused by day's stress.

A tiff began,

With no serious injuries,

To heart and the soul,

Deepening their love for each other.

Before it could grow,

Into something irreparable,

They stopped and smiled,

Hugged and apologized,

For words spoken and unsaid.