The future is she

Brown gazes on the shoulder,

pricks the no-zone path

sometimes we hear her, 

sometimes we miss hearing her.

The heavenly touch is absent in many,

she brings the craft of admiring the celestial.

but then this future bud is dismantled,

it is so obvious to have her with no voice.

The sea crawls with the sand on its 

time takes a new bend on its own,

never did we see the grace fade,

what is she wearing on her sleeve? the confidence?

Things have change constant,

people have life and death as constant,

but Harmony brings a close-knit

I chose for the best to come with time and reality.

She has the power to strive,

let the flowers bloom with the presence of calmness

one will aim high on this roof someday,

if not in person yet the ideologies of one.

let that bud bloom alone,

you just need to fetch some water,

rejuvenate, and reconnect, she has her own.

Let the light fall on one and all!

Influencers magic!

How much did he influence us?

did you see the grave standing there or has

the new conclave being constructed there?

the modernization seems no rock left!

People have the audacity of feeling;

smiling and delivering speeches of the era

when to end and what not to do

did they undergo the best role possible?

The crushed tears are here

to stay and take the best;

keep for the underserved to stand and test for time,

to burn and get vanished on their own.

The wasteland is calling for more ashes,

being influenced has kept their beliefs alive

what good you achieved restricting the have nots

ah, the spirituals raters are conducive now.

Wake up you fools, it is time to worship me!

calls one from the heavy lot, unseen unheard. 

but the elephant story is perceived.

with each known drawing a known part.

Where are the good vibes going to?

delivering a story to imbibe the buyers of fear.

Love is not covered with a damsel today.

but shown with alms full of rudiment soil.

we swing in their chorus,

probably the almighty must be wondering.

are they, my creation?

now selling my versions in different regions and sections!

Light of winter!

It is difficult to put a bye on the passing year,

the warm sunrays are just letting me up.

not harsh or piping hot on my cells!

abundance of goodness to view on these last weeks.

Easy to forgive the rest when you are at fault too,

but when you are home trodden because of some,

life is never easy to forgive and come.

We rejoice what made our choices dome!

This phase is all going to sublime,

with the passing days, going for some. 

newness to reborn, rest to shorten.

each year we make it fake it and rejoice it!

The wintery brew is holding me long,

wonder where the yesteryears are bygone now.

why was it so quick and how,

life cannot restore the crown bow.

The seasons speak a lot on the chores.

and with this little sprinkle of light 

a set of vacuums has been gasped out.

our senses resume the track with a sense called experience!

House of lights.

 Someone's house is veiled with the lights.

Rest have veiled with a cloth to close the world for them,

The sparkles are inviting a rejoice.

Life is hard to many today.

 

collecting the oil from the used lamps today,

life is not about celebrating lights,

it is gaining more to bite the hunger.

trodden and heartbroken they stand.

we have the ability to have a choice.

variety is on our plate,

they foresee for the next meal,

we have the privilege to cater to many!

how does this dismantle the wall?

while we blow the luxury to strive,

some have the sight of rest enjoying.

Did we do something on the other side?

Questions we all embrace,

just embrace and leave there?

well, we do that quite often, 

care for the privilege that you are endorsed with! 

Films

The reel on the screen is turning next,

there comes a picture perfect,

well framed, well cinematographed,

who's that pretty face?

The new bee must be.. smiling all the round,

anger, lust, love, devotions, dance all pushed hard,

delivered at a shot of speck.

don't we really miss that check?

I enjoyed the frames always, never ever missed on the gate,

the days of bringing the cinema to home,

viewing and copying back.

was drama more often at home,

with melodious songs on top. 

films have a basic stint of attaching message,

learnt, imbibed and carried the most of that.

how truthful they capture the rustic beauty of our life. 

Strong and divine for every season. 

created films from the rhyming words,

brought the sanctioned quest of 

nature with man,

many stories weaved on us and from us,

life is well chosen in cinema and grown!

things are livelier when seen then experienced ever at some,

we chose to keep that in reels for the known, 

sometimes the pain is too much drawn to carry,

sometimes the laughter is loud not to bury,

we pray for the mood to play right,

life is all about gathering moments,

and films us down when at unrest!

Durga

  

The faith of beautification,

The face of determination,

The blatant of castigation,

The mélange of saurification.

 

You are the procrastination of love,

The epitome of strength and power.

I deepened with you,

making solace the balance of faith and myth.

 

You are my go-to house,

the trouble causes a mere spot when you stand around,

I adorn you

I reddified you.

 

I solemn you,

I reincarcerate you with the soil,

The earth smells festive,

The mood turns fragmentize.

 

I am dancing the tune of your victory,

the myth and truth fall recarry;

Coming my way is the goodness power

I feel your subtle image.

 

I imbibe the best worlds from you

The red symbolizes nurturing the heart with love and pure,

and who stands more than that apart from you

You conclude the best for the beings.

 

You come down for us,

you bless us, break the demons out,

we breathe safe with you

each day with the pious fumes.

 

I remember the prayers of blessing,

earth smells kind and yellow today,

I tend to bathe with the holy chant for sundry,

You teach us to remain true.

 

We burn the effigies to gain through,

May our bad dreams rupture,

may the best minds nurture,

you soil the life with freshness.

 

You set a bye to teach us again,

truth is precious and gold,

everything ends with the best to fold!

You are immersed with love and perfection,

We are solemnized with blessed devotion.

 

 

Silence in

A whisper was modeling a noise,

A noise in making,

A voice is breaking out,

A reason we all knew yet silence in.

A persona verified yet maintained in.

A question asked but never answered.

 

This evening it crushed more,

it settled for us but cracks pierce in.

How long did you survive it?

How long did you breathe it?

The family seeks an answer for all.

But I seek an answer for none

How determining is the cause of the motion!

Settling yet so tiresome!

 

being a rebel for one and all is ok

for do I seek a battle always?

How relaxing is a drop of silence for all!

How mesmerizing it is to retain the softness!

 

Again a pinch of note,

an excuse to forgive,

well it is indeed,

a silence in, for a better ripe!