The Rain Poet...

The pathway to my home lay drenched in her song,
As she splattered droplets so gently as to pamper,
Leaves and flowers soaked happily in her dance,
And the little birds on the aisle sat together cuddling never to part...

Her song, the rumble kept singing in my ears,
The tune so lovely, romantic, merry to hear...
Sprouts of life peeped from the earth within,
And the smell of earth, so pure engulfed the air

The Sun stayed away, shying away in the clouds,
letting the rain take over to soak the earth cool....
Like the thirst of a parched dry throat quenched...
Rains so mesmerising, feels elite ànd fresh..

The rain that shall stay

It has never rained so lately,
All drenched and never stopping, 
The platter sounds outside, falling apart in a rhythmic tone,
For Some,melancholy, 
for some, joy.
Memories are brimming and so heavy 
like a sponge soaked, 
alas it would be easy if they could be rinsed off...

It has not rained so lately, 
Like a hailstorm that was silent, waiting to pour down...
And it has come to a drizzle now, but only to rain again...
Melancholic chatter within, it stays like an impression never wanting to fade away...

Joyful thoughts come like a lightening show, 
just a second and then disappear into thee,
Only to pave way for the thunder to strike,
And once again let the rain pour down, like never before, 
So much intense, that it stays within, 
and shall never fade away,
As long as life continues...

Song of Monsoons…

The moon drifted ashore, hiding behind clouds..

Prattle-prattle the rain pelted, showering upon the seas...

Trickling dancing droplets of water singing away

The Song of Monsoons!  

The sea waved to and fro,

Slowing mellowing the tides ashore,

The sea then gushed and roared aloud

With the waterfall dancing in all grandeur!

The raindrops then dripped through the lanes and fields

To seep into the mud so thirsty and drained

And leaves drenched green and glazed so bright

Bathed in the sweetness of the rainy shower night!

The rivers flowed plenty and felt mouthful

Crystal clear and with the fresh water bed…

All so colorfully soaked and drizzly drenched

Cooling the soul and reliving the young…! 

Expressions take wings!

Emotions stood standstill,

Like the leaves that shall not sway in the mild breeze,

Kissing them tenderly and soft…

The leaves just smiled in all grandeur, grew and then fell…

Happiness engulfed in me, many a times

Sometimes suffocating, sometimes sweetening,

And I stood idle, my pen shall not move,

In the mist of emotions, that left me so confused.

Miracles, my belief always

life taking shape as the  heart whelmed,

Smoothing and sliding through,

Easily, everyday a seeming reality…

And my mind still crunches hard to break

The feelings to words,

Standing still, emotions felt but unexpressed…

And now I shall drift through my thoughts, undying energized.

The aura of being oneself and tinge of delight

Shall waken up my day, full of expectations

Happiness, joy and love, unlimited, Staying throughout,

now expressed, and left to take off and flutter with glee 

My Solicit Dream

Unto you, my solicit dream,

That forecast, beyond thoughts immersed

Sloping, rather sifting through, those panels to and fro,

Of mild breeze and a dusty storm.

Unto you, my heart lay triumphed,

Delirious, foggy thoughts

You were just here, meant to be, a visible trance.

To be within, not a second a miss throughout my journey.

Destiny, its called, sometimes it ought to be

Thy presence, thoughts, memories, suffocates, chokes my throat,

And I clench to survive,

Breathe hard, look deep, cry aloud.

Yet, unto you, the heart cannot stop,

Every moment passing by, the feelings of the heart

moves ahead miles. Just mine, solicit dream, you still choke,

And I rise within with a free air lifting your spirit so high.

Unto you, my solicit dream,

You may live in me till I leave into ether,

Where our destinies shall meet once again,

Only to live forever more.

The Caged Bird

I am a bird,

Caged in this mesh, the mesh of insecurity,

Speculation, disbelief and doubt…

I am a bird,

With many a feathers, feathers that rise,

Fly high, and spread aghast to eternity…

I am a bird,

With a mind to dream, dream of unseen horizons,

Farther lands, the ultimate sky, the deep sea…

I am a bird,

Who wishes to fly, fly so far beyond wonders,

So much to see yet, so much to know…

I am a bird,

Whose feathers have been cut, now strangled,

In this unending mesh, so confused, unable to fly…

I am a bird,

Who wishes to break, break the fog of this choking uncertainty,

A see with my eyes, clear and clean, the world beyond the closed cage…

I am a bird,

Whose thoughts have been blocked,

Blocked in the hurdle of fear and anxiety…

I wish to fly, rise high,

Sing my song aloud, dance my will around,

To be free again, in this big wide world…

Kith, Kin, Filth and Sin

The world aghast, once kith n kin

Faces many move around, some foes, some allies

The chains that bind together, now also strangles to death,

And the kith and kin wear the mask of bare cut throat filth n sin.

The nights shadows, as stories said,

The dark is eerie, pitch scary and dead,

The ghosts in the bushes will choke your breath

And tear you apart into pieces, spread flesh, bones and blood…

The stories are not mere tales oh Dear!

The tales have taken life, breathing toxin and nails to tear

It will strangle, smother, throttle, and leave us pushed down, devastated.

And will laugh behind, mocking, as though our hands would not rise up, defeated.

Ah! That is now gone, the days when the mind fails,

As the anger, unjust, disorder, all cumulate and hit the brim of our throat, hail!

We would scream, hands risen, the power now, enormous, the mockers shall fear

the masks shall be torn off, scattered into pieces, those mocking faces, of power, ruthless power…

the young are the silent, silent like the dormant volcano,

erupting shall destroy, together or in bits, the growing injustice,

that is still mounting, like a racing horse, callous rulers with the rider,

Oh You, rulers, shall you realize, the world shall change, and your filthy masks shall be burnt!

I am You...

You're my rain that has still not stopped pouring,
pouring down the moving shadows, mellowing, sometimes
heavy, sometimes shallow, drizzling slowly and falling
drops creating ripples, spreading ultimately just disappearing...

You're my breeze that fondles me, embracing all the time
like the wind at the sea shore engulfing the horizon with love
you're just around me, and I breathe you into me,and I just lay behind,
leaving myself so free, to fall into your hands, so safe...

You're my endless dream, of hope and adoration
my prayer everyday to keep me smiling, like the happy flower
that bloomed in the garden, so pretty, mild, and elegant,
only to bloom again, into eternity, of that endless dream...

You're the sunshine of my dreams, that I awaited,
so long, dreaming, feeling, just seeing in front of me...
that presence, so divine, so pure, gripping my thoughts, emotions,
so much close to me, now merged into your love, serenity...

You're my shadow that is still travelling along,
moving with me through my paths, always together,
holding my hands, never separate, so much so inseparable
my shadow just plain and clear, you are me...