Behind the veil, a weary time ticks by…
During the season of mists, the western tide creeps up along the sand…
Too late to retreat,
I turn bloodless under the untrodden surges…
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Month: May 2017
Infeasible fancies
Vacillated and turdy eyes are closed in the need of some cessation…..
But every night your love steals sleep from my dusty eyes…..
Leaving behind some infeasible fancies which will always remain disgruntled…
Sunshine blogger award
This is yet again an unbelievable achievement of mine…….!!!!!!!!!!
I would like to thank –
- Didi, for nominating me.
- WordPress
- All my followers
- My patents
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And my friends
Thank u once again for your constant support,love and care….
Under the mask
Those two eyes under the mask were visible with a spark!!!!!… with eyelashes dark black……
The piquant nose whose soft scented breaths fell on my shoulder….
Those lips whose hue made me beseech for its avowal…..
A face, I detected but could never discover……
November mist
I stood among the quickening blades of grass,
My feet laved with dew,
Lost in November mist,
I am in search of the heat of hope and the warmth of his embrace…..
A voyage
I trudged through the darkness of the woods and shades of trees….
I walked on the leaves and brambled that grew over the disused path….
When the voyage of my weary eyes was ceased by your nonplussed emergence….
Spasmodic promises
She shunned all human contacts and dehisced at his portrait which she had once syphoned with her own hands….
Her crux was smouldered with agony and hatred…. Her mind was staggered with bizarre thoughts….
What was her fault……..???????? Nothing, but still she was the victim of his insults…….
She went out and stood under the veil of drizzling rain…..the memories running down her veins……
Her tears mingled with the rain…. She wondered if he really loved her……
And on the other side,
he being a reckless guy, yet handsome and good, sat calmly at one vertex of the classroom, internally bleeding and deliriously murmuring her name….
Cause he had committed a blunder for which he wanted to apologize, if only she could hear his silent apology……
Dedicated to my friend Swapnil……
