I wandered for green,
In shining sands of Rajasthan.
I fooled myself for years,
In myths of my belief.
I needed to move,
To explore my search.
India! Five words,
“Inherent natural dynasty of independent arrivals.”
I felt the same, from east to west,
North to south, in my travels.
Everywhere from the window of train,
I admired deep green pastures of nature.
My retinas widened up-to it’s heights,
And my mouth binds to say ‘wow!’
Long long, and water goes,
My eyes being a swimmer,
Travelled depths of that water pool.
Hills, raising to sky,
Valleys deepened to find.
Perhaps! God or the ending core.
It was unpredictability of my thoughts,
Which keeps me to some stops.
But nights which termed colder from hot,
Forces me to collect my approach.
Approach which gave me strength to explore,
Teaches us perhaps!
Every fold of my body,
Admits the nature’s glory.
Whatever I did, it gave in return,
Like a breed.
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The moment I end with work,
My heart starts yielding,
To get the grace of you…
My eyes invite that deep,
And puss me to sleep….
To embrace you again,
Right by my heart,
And myself feel you still alive,
It’s being hard to believe,
You are not with me,
The moment I sleep,
You hang with me,
In that beautiful paradise of my dreams….
And I feel again being alive,
By touching your chicks,
And grabbing your hand,
In real paradise of my heart…
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Slowly walk through my heart,
Let me feel that we are not apart.
Shining of blue eyes, rain it,
Over my broken heart…
It screamed a lot, like a,
Deadliest, unbearable wound.
Pic the pieces of broken heart,
Wandering to be merge in a newly,
I still wanted to be the same,
Pretending like the loving the person you being.
You have change, you have change.
This evening I have decided,
Let you give one more chance to wave,
In the streets of my broken heart,
If the wounds would heal,
And your eyes would that feel.
But it is the last, what I have,
Besides the memories of love we had.
Know you are, what you did,
Transformed a green into the deep dark.
Yes It that’s it is,
Then after, It’s open the dearest world,
To play, in a new move, in the search of,
May be true, or in another love shot.