I was wandering...
If I could sit by the river...
to see the golden lust,
to witness the drowsy horizon.
If I could dance in the streets...
and it rained to drench me thee,
to feel the drops all over me.
If I could drift away with the passing wind...
to travel the zenith of the mountain peak,
to dare to look down upon the glowing valley.
If I could toil around the lazy roads....
in the hot summer afternoons,
to taste the pickles available on the streets.
If I could eat the jhaal phuchka
standing beside the dark lanes...
though dazzled a street light....
sour taste could hardly fade.
There were buzz....
There were coffee....
There were drive....
There were laughter....
The list is endless....n i want it to be.
Where was I??
In dream, not I suppose!!!!
I was wandering instances...
'What would you do if you were alone with me'
Friday, February 4, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
JOURNEY
Journey through the coiled path...
Journey through the rubble streets...
Journey through sleepless nights...
Journey through the green...
A moment's spark...
A shy smile, a twinkled eye....
A blue Shirt and a busy lane....
There were You, there was I
A few to add more,
Some special, some strangers...
to even add to the score....
Tweeted, blushed, peeked in-n- out...
Smiled and Dazzled...
Journey along the buzzy crowd....
Horns we heard....
Heart-beats were not soft either...
Blushing and Hushing...
Smiling and Toiling about....
There stars...there were cars...
in all red to blue...
there standing trees, busy cranes...
to compliment thee....
A peek
A sneak...
Into your dark brown eyes...
A smile...
A blush....
On your Rosy cheeks
That became mine!!!!!!!
Journey through the rubble streets...
Journey through sleepless nights...
Journey through the green...
A moment's spark...
A shy smile, a twinkled eye....
A blue Shirt and a busy lane....
There were You, there was I
A few to add more,
Some special, some strangers...
to even add to the score....
Tweeted, blushed, peeked in-n- out...
Smiled and Dazzled...
Journey along the buzzy crowd....
Horns we heard....
Heart-beats were not soft either...
Blushing and Hushing...
Smiling and Toiling about....
There stars...there were cars...
in all red to blue...
there standing trees, busy cranes...
to compliment thee....
A peek
A sneak...
Into your dark brown eyes...
A smile...
A blush....
On your Rosy cheeks
That became mine!!!!!!!
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
HAYS AND GAYS

Uncertainty prevails...
Coincidence invades...
I was traveling in my joyous mood...
Through the blissful way...
With Scarlet Horizon...
Rosy Sky...
In an inevitable way.....
There were bees and flies....
Toiling around, in an unprecedented gay...
I paused,
I glanced....
Realized it was May
It was quite sunny...through the mystic pastures...
With patterns green and golden to uplift me in every way
It was lonely yet not scary...
It was sunny...yet not dazzling....
I felt an essence of your presence paving towards me...
I dangled for moment in sure and perfect glee...
You voiced your opinion...
You wanted to Explore the untrodden path...
You invariably supported and encouraged in a lovely way...
The Golden hay..the Golden Sun...
Above me encircling the Globe...
The flowing River, the smoothing banks...
Beneath me the treasures grows....
Seeping through..the love, the joy
Utopian in its zeal....
You have enriched and enabled me in a great deal...
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