The Magical Words

The magical words

I Love You

Our eyes met…vows we made

To be there throughout our lives

In

Smiles and tears of each other

Sharing happy and sad times together

The bond

To hold the hands here and everywhere

Till the last smile on our faces, last tear in our eyes

And

Last corner of the earth

Last breath we have and last birth we take.

Are

The three magical words.

I love you

Shyama

Missing You

Missing you

Your thought creeps into my mind…knocking senses down

Makes me lazy…drives me crazy

Smell of yours giving a nostalgic vibe…

Making me weak…bending on my knees…looking for you.

You were here…you are nowhere

Presence I can feel…there right away…

Making me sick…craving for your love…searching for you.

The day we broke…dreams had stroke

The aspirations we had…died on the spot…

Love is nowhere…dreams are nowhere…crying for you.

Only left is me… and my heart

Broken into pieces and scattered here and there…

Still…your thoughts creep into my mind…knocking senses down…

Shyama

Our Love

The smiles we share….have miles to go,

Spark in the eyes…..getting a wide sky,

Dreams flying high….holding hands in hand,

Long way to go….with the grace of love.

The joy is shining…

Like a shimmering star,

Happy faces…

Floating so far,

Depth of the sea…

Giving peace to the soul,

Likewise nature…

Blessing us all.

The long lasting bond….will get renewed, birth after birth.

The smiles we share….will get renewed, birth after birth.

Shyama

You

You

A whole world filled with an aura of love

I found in you…

The affectionate look of yours, Gave me earth of my own.

Your care for me… makes me feel, so special in myself.

The smile in your eyes… dimples in your cheeks…

Makes me feel happy, from the bottom of my soul…

Satisfaction of a true love…found in you.

Living a blessed life…with success and smiles…

Being with you completes me….

Enriches me….

With the wealth of your true love….

Will always shine in my eyes

My heart…. And

My soul…

Shyama

Moments

Moments

Came far away with our hands in hands ..

Can’t remember, where did we started from.

The journey is filled with joys all the way…

The duration seems like the blink of the eye.

Mesmerizing  smile, shine in your eyes…

Arms open wide, heartbeats with my sight,

The look with love, filled with trust

Warmth in your breath, giving me the strength….

To stand along with you, live the life with you…

Face the world with you and meet the death with you…

All my love for you.

Shyama

My Loneliness

Loneliness is destined for me….in this life and all other on the way to come

Touch of mine works like Midas touch….converts everything as immortal

Is this my fortune or my destiny…. Leading me to a No man’s  land……

Where only me and me have to live…whole my life till the last breath

Eyes are lost… dreams are lost…

Memories I had they too are lost

Happiness is lost…smiles are lost

Mere dilemma is there

With a question mark to my face

This is the beginn

ing… or is this the end

I just started…or came to an end…

Is this my suffering…or my choice

Is this the confusion… or the solution…

Feelings remain the same

Tried to fly…fell on the earth

Tried to dream…horrified by the thoughts

Tried to feel…feelings got lost

Tried to live…life was nowhere…

Loneliness escorted me everywhere…

This was destined to me, for this life and all others to come

This world of mine, made for me I have to be in, till my last breath…

Dreams are not allowed nor the happiness…nor rays of smile…

Just me and my loneliness,

My isolation…

My emptiness…

The life will continue…

Likewise…

Till my last breath…

I breathe or not…

Till my last breath…

In my own lost world…

Me … My life… My emptiness… and My  own lost world….

Shyama

Little Orchids

Little Orchid

                     Blossoming Orchids, make me feel,

Life is blossoming again…..

With the grace, the colour, the passion,

Moving towards a new destination.

The smiling buds, like faces of happiness,

Spreading the colours….

With the colorful petals, the stigma, the anther,

Creating a new joy, with a new spirit.

             As they are moving, with the flow of the air,

Like waves playing on the sea….

With the spirit, free, for the ocean,

A finishing touch, to the serene beauty…

These blossoming Orchids, make me smile,

Like a small kid, in his dreams !!!