Stoppin by your brown eyes...

In your brown eyes I am lost

In your brown eyes I couldn’t stay

In your brown eyes I wish to meet you again

In your brown eyes I wish to stay little longer

In your brown eyes I see a pearl embedded

In your brown eyes I see myself entrenched

In your brown eyes there is a sparkling glory

In your brown eyes there is a serenity!

Oh pretty brown eyes! Can’t you stay bit further?

I want to get lost in your glory and never turn back

Sailing in the clouds and watching all the things you love…

In your brown eyes I want to live again!

The Personifier of Beauty – My Butterfly!

Remembering my childhood days…

Along with my friends I used to hunt butterflies with craze

Blue, Yellow, White & Red, all appeared so colorful and beautiful!

The more I go behind, the more they seem to go away

Until one day I decided to stop chasing

And just watch them enjoy their blissful way

Many butterflies flew by my swinging garden

Many were forgotten in this beautiful flight

A very countable few could make a mark

And are remembered for life!

O Dear Personifier of Beauty – My Butterfly!

Have you imagined what print are you leaving behind

And how the ambiance is influenced by just your presence?

I hope you could feel little bit of serenity in my garden, if not all...

I hope you could enjoy little bit the taste of the nectar, if not all…

I hope you would remember the melodies of atleast some Ballads…

…written and sung just for you!

Phoenix Rising!!

Why does Phoenix try to reach sun

When it knows it is impossible?

And then it is consumed by flames

Only to immediately rise again from the ashes

And again aim to reach the sun!

Why do insects swirl round the flame

When they know they cannot embrace it?

And then they set an example for others to follow

One after other they push themselves to the agony

And then they surrender themselves to death!

Are some of my passions swirling the same way

When I know they are impossible to achieve?

Should I look at Phoenix and let them be?

or should I kill them and attain salvation?

It is difficult to chose one of them

As one is a perfect example to follow your single passion

While the other is a practical notion.

[I would rather let my conscience be my guide and follow the intuition]