Playing with acrostics

Beautifully profound

Luxurious treat to the eyes

In the midst of fantasy

Soulful and artful

Surely takes away the breath.

*

Watching the street narrowing down

And expecting to see a speck of the truck

I sit by the eleventh Milestone waiting

Turning into a stone myself,  almost.

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Lovely feeling you bring on to me

Over lots of warmth and indulgence

Very satisfying and fulfilling

Eternally yours I wish I could be.

***

After she said the final good-bye

Neither felt the need to contact

Game was over and they had to

Elegantly lead their own lives

Raging still within, are the embers.

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L’Arc-en-Ciel

A Prayer

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My dearest God,

I fear:

Not death that may hit us without notice,

Nor failures that may kick in when most unexpected;

Not calamities that may engulf us without mercy,

Nor miseries that we may come across in everyday life;

Not the tensions of work or family as the case may be,

Nor the physical pains that we may have to endure;

But:

Loss of freedom to express and do what I will,

Loss of strength to take the right decisions,

Loss of balance to judge what is fair and what is not,

Loss of humility when there are successes,

Loss of patience to be kind to others,

Loss of spirit to take life as it comes.

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Please take care and bless me with what I need even if it is not what I may wish for.

The blessed trio!

We are two and he is one,

Always entwined, always tangled,

Trust me, it is not always fun;

We always move in sync,

But leave only a single footprint!

We share such strong bonds,

It’s impossible to measure it in pounds;

We are supposed to hangout together,

In whatever mood we are, that’s not fair!

When the mercury hits very low ,

We just hug each other tight to give us a form;

We swing to a ballet and cling to each other,

When we are allowed to drift in the warmth;

We tend to become mischievous and disappear,

And enjoy some privacy,

If people around really get us hot;

We are the source of life, the source of energy,

To the entire mankind and all that vim in frenzy;

Yes, we are the identical twins, atoms of H2,

And our dear big brother, an atom of O!

At the poolside…

Saw this lovely picture. Probably , this is what she is thinking…

Readers are welcome to add in their own versions too.

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The cool air caressing my tired feet,

The sound of the ripples music to my ears,

The clear evening cleansing my mind,

The thoughts of you fondling my heart;

I gently close my eyes,

As I get lost in the ambiance,

I thank God for all that He has given me,

Especially the gift called thee;

I feel good and I feel strong

I am ready to take what life can throng!

Understanding silence

We have been sitting for a long time,

And you look towards the sunshine

With mysterious eyes,

As if you do not understand my cries;

If you do not understand my silence,

How will you understand my words?

I silently speak out my feelings,

But you follow them in a different way;

And I fear,

You misunderstand what I say;

If you do not understand my silence

You will not understand my words!

A sunny night ?

The night is cold and lonely

The air is crisp and stinging,
It is dark and eerie,
But my thoughts are crystal clear;

The sun is up somewhere,
People are working fair.
It is a bright and busy day.
But I’m forcing myself to sleep here;

The stomach is satiated and content,
And doesn’t have the will to refill,
But the bowels think it is food time now,
And is confused and growls for a snack.

When the sun rises up tomorrow,
I may be fast asleep, and,
If woken up from the slumber,
Would want to duck into the comforters.

Am I basking in the night
Or fantasizing the day?
What is real and what is true?
Is it morning or is it the night?
Am I here or am I there?

No, I am not depressed,

Nor am I turning into a psycho,
Its just the play of the time zones,
When one is on the other side of the globe!

An acrostic tribute

Here is my tribute to one of the most simple, respected and powerful leaders of our country. It is Sarvodaya Day or Martyr’s Day today – the day when he was assasinated in the year 1948.

If you also respect him as much, you are welcome to leave a comment here in his honour.

Vande Mataram!

“Missing my heart”

A tender reminiscence…

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She walked alone on the sandy shore,

Her eyes dreamy and seeking something more;

She stood for a while and looked at the seas ,

As sweet memories flooded her without cease;

 

She remembered how he had hugged her,

His breath was warm and had tickled her ear;

She loved to have her hands around him,

And  feel his heart beating at its own whim;

 

He had pushed way a loose strand on her face,

As he looked into her eyes with so much grace;

He had clasped her waist so lightly and with ease

She found it so tender and didn’t mean to tease;

 

He had kissed her lightly on her eyes,

It was so caring that she had felt no frays;

He had touched her lips and showered caresses,

As he burried his face in her golden tresses;

 

Her phone rang and shook her up from her dream,

He said ‘Hi, its me, what’s up , my sweetie cream?’

She said softly, ’Hey, I am thinking about you’,

‘Nay, just missing my heart that’s flown with you!’

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*Photo credit: Keith Levit Photography -World of Stock

Cheers!!!

 

It’s the same moon, same sun, but Earth begins a new revolution;

It’s the same family, same friends,but it is another year closer;

Same house, same surroundings, but a new coat of paint;

Same  songs, same melodies, but a new tune or a remix;

Same faces, same relationships, but it is a new smile;

Same office, same reviews, but it is a new quarter;

Same joys, same tears, but it is a new phase;

Same you, same old me,

But what the heck?

Cheers!!!

It is

a BRAND NEW YEAR!!

Wishing each of you a very cheerful and peaceful New Year!!!