You Beauty!!

In your face, I can feel the presence of god.
Lighting up the dark alleys with a smile so broad.
Even the black and white becomes colorful, with your touch.
To honour your spirit even the alphabets aren’t much.
The zeal you possess and the grit that you attire,
Complemented by the unmatched beauty that everyone desire.
Under the hood of poise resides a tender heart,
Wandering the world in search of its true serene part.
For the roses will wilt and the leaves will wither,
But thy beauty will be intact as the heavens never smither. 😍

Khamoshiyaan – The Unspoken and the Unheard* (A Duet)

Thank you Nandita for this wonderful opportunity to write something along with you. It was an amazing experience and a great learning as well😊
Sometimes our ego doesn’t allow us to convey our feelings and we assume that the other person should be able to sense it. And that ego can make our world upside down. So let us try to be as clear as possible and share everything without any mental blocks and assumptions.
Hope through this we are able to convey something significant 😊😊

Hindi:-

Woh meri bheji hui
cup ko hoton se lagana
Woh unka mujhe chhune ka
Ek aur bahana

Woh unki likhe hui
Khat ko hazar baar padhna
Padke muskurana,
Muskurate huye rona
Seene se lagake
Sirhane me rakhna
Ummid ke sapne mein tum aakar
Kisi din saamne ho jaana

Raet ki tarah fisal chuke hain ab
Do toote huye dil ka afsana
Kabhi unko mujhse pyaar tha beshumaar
Aisa bhi tha ek zamana

Wo apni ungliyon se unka
Apne ghane baalon Ko sawarna.
Wo baalon ki Kaali ghataon ka
Mujhpe yu hi baras Jana.
Wo unka yu muskurana
Aur phir sharma kar chhip jana.
Wo unka chhip kar awaz lagana
Aur apni Koyal Vaani se mujhe lubhana.
Wo lubhakar mere paas aana
Aur Paas Aakar Dil Ko Choo Jana.
Wo unki aankho ka jaal bichhana
Aur us jaal me is rooh ka fas Jana.
Wo un Komal hothon par gulaab sajana
Aur fir un hothon ki chhaap chod Jana.

Bada yaad aata hai unka yaarana

English:-

The way he’d bring the cup I sent to his lips
Just an excuse for him to touch me
I must have read his letter
A thousand times over
Smiling through tears
Clutching it to my breast
I remember how I would keep it under my pillow
A foolish hope perhaps
That I would meet him in my dreams
Bringing him somehow to me

Now I miss him even in my dreams
All those memories are slowly fading
Slipping through my fingers
As if they were a morsel of sand
All that remains is a thought
That yes, once upon a time
He was so in love with me

The way she’d run her delicate fingers
Through her dense beautiful hair
The way those flocks of dark cloud
Would shower their tenderness on me.
The way she’d smile with umpteen grace
then act coy and hide away
The way she’d take my name so tenderly
and seduce me with her melodious voice
The way she’d come closer and touch me
Making her way right into my heart.
The way she’d entice me with her gaze
And entrap my soul in her voracious eyes
The way she’d adorn her soft lips with rose
and imprint her fragrance unto me.

Everything about her and all those memories,
Leave me now bereft

But where is she?

Her infectious smile makes a myriad of flowers dance merrily round the clock,
Her cheerful laugh is like an addictive music of waves hitting the rock.
Her mirthful nature obliterates the darkness of a heart forlorn,
A glimpse of her harbingers an unrivalled freshness of dawn.
She is an epitome of fortitude that cannot be breached,
She is a castle of bravado that can never be seiged.
Veiling herself by an unperturbed and immaculate volition,
Har scintillating cavernous eyes are epithets of her ambition.
And Intrepid mind adorns her like an impeccable Tiara,
Spreading her gusto she enriches the surroundings with her aura.
A flabbergasting beauty cradling an ethereal heart,
She is my “Wonder woman” to which her pristine figure impart.
She is like a fresh and cozy wind that soothes the cheeks,
Blowing through her hairs, to get her aroma, the wind sneaks.
She is a priceless gem, the seven kingdoms are in search for,
And for me, she is all the good reasons worth dying for.
But where is she!?!?

Dreaming about someone special, especially when there isn’t one, is the past time job of every person out there.. Where is the prince charming? Where is my Snow white? The unanswered question that lingers around like an unsolved mystery. Our unanswered prayers may get answered but finding the right answer to this one question is tough!!

So, let us not feel bad.. Let us close our eyes and see!! I hope this poem gave us a glimpse if not the answer!!😛

My Moonlight Fantasy 🌒

Walking under the moonlight I looked at the moon,
With a hope that I shall meet someone pretty, soon.
Hope to see a face that has a radiant glow,
And the eyes that can make the world go slow.
The delicate eyelids covering those precious gems,
Hiding inside them the depth from where the truth begins.
Dazzled and spellbound by the silvery shine,
For the teeth that sparkle with the smile so divine.
Make no haste although the winter may fall,
For her luxuriant hair are the source of warmth.
An aroma that can fill someone with joy and zeal,
Bestowing upon me her humbleness which none can steal.
The rosy lips or perhaps the lips of rose,
Garnishing over the yummy cake is a cherry nose.
The emptiness deep down is now ceasing to grow,
For the boulevard has finally begin to glow.
The face as white as snow with a tinge of crimson,
Wears the serenity of a sunset below horizon.
A smile so beautiful that no flower can match,
It comes with delicacy and makes my day in a snatch.
An enthralling gaze of those mesmerizing beautiful eyes,
And the miraculous blink makes my heart skip beat twice.
The golden voice always ring a welcome note,
The cuckoo bird envies of u for such a clean throat.
The moon is still there staring at the twinkling star,
But the moonlight found you adorned in the most beautiful avatar.
For no star can shine or twinkle as bright as you,
And no light can make the world sparkle the way you do.. 😊

Sometimes the beautiful nature nudges us in a world of fantasy. We then begin to dream of someone who not only matches the beauty of the nature but supercedes it. A spectacularly gorgeous person whose allure is gilded when juxtaposed to nature. I hope that the readers, through this poem, smile while reliving their fantasies.