Be green!!!! :)

Time shrinks in their space,

Never do they cry for a race.

Blue, brown and green;

they define living scene.

The aura of friendliness;

the music of solitary;

keeps my veins straight,

without any raze.

I peep at those strokes

colours reflect course,

My space is absorbed,

with the smelting cords.

Life breathes in spectrum

they compile our motions.

The softness of green renders all means;

the vastness of blue embraces with no clue;

brown speaks high

calls me to lay.

Peter and Harry relived it

No, it’s for all to lit

The birds singing notes;

leaves swing in the lots:

carving a mesmerizing story,

all living cells emit the eco-boundary.

No words to fall flat,

but wings to start.

A journey of live long

never to go wrong.

No demands to yell

Blue, brown green

share the nobel crane.

Ringing ethos!

Chirping of yellow birds, 

strengthen my inner crest;

long before, I entwine,

but still I make my rhyme.

Ideas and attitudes, keep playing,

 losing the goals in the race

stranger are my accounts;

stronger at post

days of addiction rules the best.

I am the queen

rest being the kin:

kindle my virtues

for the unbiased rules.

My anticipation works wonder

I have my ideologies broader.

A domain of expressing terms

I rule my comprehension! 

Mundane leaves

Painted in grey scale;

life takes a smooth rail.

Lacking the adventure

I make a dull sphere.

My soul questions me

values swell free.

Mural of series

doors scream murky.

Where did I lose?

Why do I hurt?

The system yelling high,

but I miss the sky.

Black is my veil

opaque and frail.

A gust of wind;

breaks me down

strong to wipe frown.

My frowsty lanes.

And work in vain!

Surmount wings

Salty winds , smelting roses
my ways tough
dealt with muses
smote my weakness
delivered every nuisance

They say you are in a plenty
I see the crowd dissolving in me
I was smitten by the holy cat
Unless it showed me its writ

How long the pain dwelt?
Asked the unconscious
a smudge in my heart
I felt discard.

Fate smirk so do thy
no oasis to quench
in the desert to quaint

Changing spree

“You are on cloud nine”

reciting your own rhythm

Is it that I dreamt?

Need to apprehend.

Time was cunning to me

Got a meaning in free

Where is the next halt?

Need a figure for the cult.

Messed here my ways

I proclaimed the end

There came revealing truth.

I encountered no virtues

Motions recalled a fast pace

Stays predict my success.

site of melancholy

squeals bring your shadow

settles my devoted soul,

When I turn into scrolling note

I draw the limit straight and wide.

A misty ride

Poised on my clicks

I make the ridge,

scenes are so perfect

wipe, when attempt.

Did I dreamt a soliloquy?

must be a life of witty.

I drive for the post

long do I clear a trust

seekers of many mantras

I tranquil the verse

days seem long and tired

always in a heed to start

never do queries die

nor do answers reply

I hunt for the ultimatum

which cares for my rhythm

regularly do I get blessed

pulling my nerves straight.

I render my mentor

silent and clam the weaver.

Whom to ask, what for the agony?

uncertain quotes for many.

Stray hours!

Time separated us
But we ruled the most
life turned passive
without your notice.

Long back I wish
not to be so silk
you tried to hold me
but edges slipped.

I being thy possession
never learnt your situations.
You being so far
love dives new war.

Why the gap?
Need your lap!
Bring me back
end the snare.

Can’t I be the parallel line?
Snaffle me for every time.
You say am sweet,
Why then we never meet?

Courses revalued

I stand by the way
aspiring to climb,
movements are fragile
need an idea to fertile.
Courses are destined
but I dive with my own time
people come and go
fixed are my values.
Though courses take a frame
late in my sphere
Things get matured.
I proclaim my deed
for my inner feed.
Courses retain in my world
path cries for the mentor
far and behind eyes ponder
adding frangipani all together.
As courses meet my side
I go for another ride.

Smothered, still loving!

Stroppy, insensitive struck at pose,
I deliver my unproved nose
He dives in me smooth
Always peeping, wondering to remove flaws
How many strophe he insisted in me?
Difficult yet, all are newbie.
Strobe of his manner
Inculcates in mind
I stroll with his plans at night
Slow and slow my world regains
Yet so far he backs to manage.
Shearing off, my faulty dimensions
he maintains a calmly divisions.
I feel him, I endorse in him
for my sanity, wandering
where he sapphires my moments?
colour I love, the moment destine to
colour to entice, affection
Love and temptation.