TRANCE

Nascent dewdrop slithers...
Down the buoyant  leaflet of dawn....
Moist imprint of the quaint sunshine..
Hues of vermilion hiding beneath the sun kissed horizon..
Prances beyond..
Descending into dusk,bidding adieu..
Jasmine scented  moonlight,
Shimmers across infinity...
The ineluctable fragrance  envelopes you,me and the sky...
Whisking the world to..
The incomparable trance!!

Blush

Luminous euphoric presence...
Like ruby reminiscence..
An urge of eclipse..
Flanked by the sweetest tremble..
Symbiotic yearned rendezvous...
Blush, the ornamental possession!!

Enchanted

From under the blanket of burgeoning stars,

The enticing moon saunters briskly..

Casting trails of the silver gleam,

Granting the frailest fragile a life.

The moon’s hankering..

Elicited by the freckles of darkness,

Thereby, croons a melancholy of its own..

“So close to reach that famous happy ending,

So close and still so far…”

The melody weeps deeper, when the moon..

Bumps against The Power that shines brighter,

A halo enveloped with The Love envisaged..

Just another dreamy instance or a dreamt reality?

The moon yearns the last but sentimental glance,

As the Power hovers and embraces the lull..

In the arms of its Love, snuggles the moon..

Henceforth gets purified of its jinx,

And drop by drop brims over the fortitude!!

BROKEN PIECES

Swaying in its absolute completeness,

The hallmark of distinct and carefree beauty.

Eyes stunned and senses bewildered,

At the glance of its momentary eternal shine,

Carved out into a phenomenon.

A gush of gruesome wind bangs in,

Leaving the frail cards of immortality at stake,

None of its fault drives the grief,

But the lone indispensable Power of Fate.

Leaning against the innocent pillar,

The weakling topples into the terrible ditch of darkness,

Transgressing into the vague nothingness.

LESSON: Even eternity doesn’t last forever.

Eyes Open!

The lamest of thoughts in quest of valued felicity,

Sleepy conscience rendering multitude of dimensions,

An invariable dissent penetrates into depths of root..

And the leaves of content droops down to ochre.

Thereby,anticipation takes toll,

Blends in the autumn..

Like decayed bloom of the leaves,

The pale breath of insomnia rustles…

And against gravity stay eyes open.

Silence Speaks Loud

Stifled silence burns...                                             
Innumerable expressions peeking in,
Unable to disguise the fire,
Thy raining symphony like a nightingale,
A relentless yearn.

Shapes out the dense fog of pinch..
Smolders in the phoenix of soothe,
Bathed in the burgeoning hues of hope..
Fades in speechlessness!

And The Dots Extend Forever....

The frail dot, punctuation of fear;

An irresistible sense of incompleteness, I breathe;

Every time you wave goodbye,

Your fading shadow converging to a naught,

Something I would never want to feel..

You turn around, my solace;

Woven with  esteemed admiration, my dream..

Entangled by a chilled rage..

And I stand there still, iced and stationary.

Fleet of time, another dot reached..

The possession of longing for each other..

Ever growing, everlasting..

Inception of forever..

Hiccups of innocent frays …

Succumbing to the sweetest realisation of nascent love.

The juvenile peters out colouring the next dot in the palette..

Words left unspoken engraved down in hearts ,

Glistening eyes sprinkling the care of real you..

The one to which I concede my soul.

Comprehensibility portrays the lesson of symbiosis,

The definition of the next dot..

The aura of tryst felt less often,

Distance apart and  the clock ticks..

Albeit, yearning for the dovetail to conjure..

Maturity dwindles all fears and strengthens our inextricability..

Your tranquil haven, my desire.

As I endeavour to croon the beautiful tale longer..

The tender fits of sorrow moisten this page..

Trust lasts, Faith forever..

Eternity clouds the sky,

Wavering into your smile, captured in my eyelids..

And the page turns..

Where hope blooms to dots innumerable..

Teaching number fifth the essence of immortality!!!!