An Ethereal Spirit

One night I heard a knock at my door

Who could it be I wasn’t so sure.

I opened the door and was filled with glee

The visitors ahead were no strangers to me.

I welcomed the guests with a fake smile

For I knew- might not I get any respite.

An air of suspicion crammed the space

My home was now a mysterious place.

Have you any clue who these visitors were?

My long lost desires- all who refused to blur

Travelled they long- from dawn to dusk

At last were here to brush off my mind laden with dust

Some desires filled me with great zest

For I knew they may soon manifest.

Some were buried deep in my heart

Since I nipped them in bud with a feeble dart.

For some desires I had, my heart still repents

Why I had them ever, I forever lament.

Some had grown in layers manifold

They cry in silence while I suffer and behold.

Died the few- their painful death

Left were only the memories and wreckage.

Some bygone desires resurfaced and floated in the heart

I smiled morbidly as I knew they soon will depart

Ready To Depart When they were,night turned into ethreal hours

I wrapped them in celstial coffin,on top of that sprinkled some flowers

Again they promised to visit my heart,when i refused to make them my integral part

In vain they pleaded on their knees,but it was time for them to rest in graveyard.

p.s. i am highly thankful to preety(tweenu) for designing this beautiful template for my blog,though it is still under construction,but i know she will modify n make it exactly as i want it to be :) Love ya tweeny :)

Words-eternally yours

I thought for the whole day,to see what all can i write..

A lil smthng tat would say just what was on my mind.

However there was not a single thought..

That captured my psyche..

For no one else would understand wat i'd like to write.

My hands itched to scribble ;

And then i felt what world would be without words..

Few dots dashes n few unfinished pictures.

I closed my eyes n what i see is beauty n rain..

And if there are no words thn hw will u express pain.

For a single word can paint thousand pictures..

When manipulated n shuffled these words tend to nurture.

When spoken in darkness they spread their own light..

Forms a canopy when thrown in searing sunshine.

Words here words there,words unspoken words unsaid..

Words of lose words of win,words of wisdom words of sin.

Without words will u be able to curse?

Without words how will u flirt.

Words stretch their arms when u want to cry..

They transforms into a melodious song to make you fly high.

Loving words,hating words..

Embracing words,deserting words.

In my mind words tremble..

Coz while words are mighty useful thy are also vry beautfl.

As i rest my pen on the paper whch was blank few minutes ago..

And look at the hands whch had an urge to type..

I see some alphabetic carvings in form of words..

Fulfilling my desire to write.

An aura of silver night

Cuddling my arms around my knees

I sat on the beach of an unanamed sea

Resting my chin on the joints..

Canvassing the silver night

Moonlight was shining bright,

Spreading a silvery light reflecting in the water,

The hush n rush of the swiftly flowing silver liquid

Transmuting ordianry water into mercuric metallic flow

Watching waves wash up the beach and washing out again

Taking away the sand beneath my feet.

In the sky

Moonlight romancing wid billions of stars

Spreading the silver luminance

Two brightly shining silver star

Spreading thr silver smile

Seemed to perform an angelic dance

Showering happiness n blessings

The clouds were broken wid silver rays

Covering the moon now n then

When clouds parted

The beauty of the night sky was made to appear

There was subdued heavy silence

Some dark feelings overshadowed me

Sudden gush of being drenched in dark silver flow

To wipe of the fear,tears,and the past grudges

To rejuvenate self,n be a new born

And then thr was beautfl silver rain pouring frm sky

Gazing my past,

The droplets falling on the fallen petals n leaves

That silver rain marked a new beginning

And filled life wid acoustic silver paint

I still sat drenched wid cuddled arms

Watching the new horizon

Witnessing the silver lining of clouds

Transforming into a golden ray.

It has been a year since i have been into blogging and my pace has been really slow bt i love it this way,

so here's a Big heartfelt thankyou on my 25th(silver) post to all my frenz who have been really supportive throughout n to all those too who came here read the post but didnt comment THANK YOU ALL..

:) :)

Wishes from my heart

This post is a dedication to my frst blogger fren HEMANTH..he was the frst one to hop to my blog n comment..so he ought to be special..n since he is going to tie the knots very soon so here are some lines straight frm my heart for him :P

Innocence is his jack
He is a masters of purity
Brighter then sunshine
Soothing as moonlight
Full of naughtiness
n oozes wid enthu
He is a full hatta katta gabru :P
Has millions of wellwishers
N always ready to absorb others tears
He is a Tall Dark Handsome hunk
Getting hooked in less thn a month..

Happiness is walking in his life with slow steady steps
He'll be tying the nuptial knot in stary stary nights

Wishing u a very very very happy married life dear..
hope we'll be frenz frever :)
Am i invited??? :) :)
p.s. my next post will be my 25th one..so it will all be full of silver color..

Phantom of memories

 

  He comes to you when you don't want him

  He whispers he touches u like a cold zephyr

  He is not dark not light,he is not death not life..

  He is filled with love..n fantasy..

  He is full of grief..n grudges..

  His romance is unlike anyother..

  His kiss is everlasting ,soft n tender.

  You long for him,want his presence..

  You hug him,embrace him n make him sense.

  You ask him to come,to be close,to make you happy..

  You yell at him,thrash him when ur unhappy .

  You hear his whispers,somwhr dowm ur mind..

  But he sounds nothing,n his rustles disappear wid wind.

  He is not a man ,nor a beast..

  He is not a saint,nor a feast.

  Then guess who he is? guess who??

  He remains with you till eternity

  n he is no one else thn your own PHANTOM OF MEMORIES

to read the hindi version of my post in tweenies own words plz click here dhundhla aks..a beautiful composition.