THE MORNING MIZZLE

   THE MORNING MIZZLE

On my serene stroll in the green lawn
Just before the sparkling crack of dawn
Cuddled by the gentle singing breeze
And magpie chirping along with ease
I gazed with awe at the horizon high
As she gaily descended from the sky
Like a sunrise above the clouds past
A dazzling face midst her tresses cast
Her lustrous smile drifts into a trance
Like a chimera in no dream a chance
Embracing with warmth to her bosom
Like a nurtured bud I bloom to blossom
Before we betroth to leave other never
The callous laws of nature prise forever
With dew abseiling as her eyelids part
She drizzles to grief with a heavy heart
Leaving to her godly celestial abode
Lingers her fragrance as I wait to bode
With clear skies and an enchanting bow
I move along the laurels steady and slow
And dwell in a trail of her memoirs sweet
With a ray of hope at a first light we meet



I can't think of a better scenario that equally portrays gloom and glee and a better relation than love that hurts when it cares......

I WOULDN'T KNOW

I WOULDN'T KNOW 

I wouldn't know the world as I

If I haven't made the first cry

I wouldn't know of a elite parlance

Unless for an exquisite silence

I wouldn't know I was  different

Unless all around were indifferent

I wouldn't know of the brightest light

Unless I dwell though a darkest night

I wouldn't know I could ever love

Until her gaily descent from above

I wouldn't know if anything was lost

Unless everything comes with a cost

I wouldn't know to be better ever

Until I was the best to be never

I wouldn't know I could succeed

Until to defeat I should concede

I wouldn't know it's death at last

Until I leave my breath to last 

Yet all these years I have grown

Oblivion of those I have known

It seems you can't forgo one to know the other in the world as there is no shade without light and  no glee without gloom...All we could do is to endorse every little moment in life as it happens to engross in every better moment as it gets....

THE MISSING PIECE

THE MISSING PIECE

Today I'm hardly any complete

Stoic alike an eclipsed sun

For a void inside  must replete

Bonding with its kernel one

I lost a queer battle of its kind

knocked down to the abysmal core

With a timid heart and chaotic mind

I grieve in pain as never before

A fazed and feared me as I see

Looking down on the ruffled bay

On the waters of the calm sea

Has many a message in it to say

To grope every lane in the maze

In a quest to know what it is

For the lurking reply to amaze

To realize it's the missing piece.

I really feel unlike myself not as before where in I begin my conquest to toil every odd and fill the void with that kernel piece and be myself again.As I strongly believe Its not your fault to give in but it is a blunder to give up....

A STRANGE ACQUIANTANCE

A STRANGE ACQUAINTANCE

In a crowd well homely and known
yet I stand apart  lonely and alone
With prowess of verna, a polyglot
But to express the heart,none I got
Nurtured & cared as their beloved one
I dwell in their hearts but bound by none
As bright as the shining sun at noon
While obscure as the discreet moon
For I listened to an ardent inner voice
While I always made a blatant choice
Presuming cognizance on around all
Except myself  it's often a queer call
Nothing better I have in this parlance
To confess this strange acquaintance