Sunday, April 04, 2010

Four seasons and My beloved


Four seasons and My beloved


Spring

Sprouts of leaves and flowers hath appeared
You roar the skies unfeared
Wreathing winds don’t draw dust
My beloved face will be smeared

Summer

Days are long and nights are short
Sunbeam shining in humid midland
Oh mighty clouds, block the sun
My beloved will get tanned.

Autumn

Falling leaves and ripe crops
Abasing shine and crying out louder
Winter season don’t come so soon
My beloved loves this weather

Winter

Blanket of snow and barren branches
Chilling winds lowering coldness tenfold
I pray to Sol for the sunshine as
My beloved is feeling cold

@loner

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Despondent dream weaver

Despondent dream weaver

Mead of life


The healer


Despondent dream weaver

Upon the meadow lies the flute
Waiting for a treat from her lips
Dawn has descended on this unfortunate pursuit
As there won’t be any friendships

The phoenix flies above the mead
Not knowing of the coming blaze
The tears can’t heal her own wound
The prayers can’t rejoin the pathways

The meadow is cold of coming storm
And the lady is lost in vast plains
She founds the flute but doesn’t plays
And the mighty sky ruthlessly rains

"Doesn’t matter if she doesn’t blow a note
Music is not in my mind now“
Calls the phoenix not to heal his wound
But to help the lady somehow

Flute and phoenix start to burn
to make the lady safe and warm
Fire bird will return from the ashes
but the flute evanesced in the rainstorm


@loner

Monday, March 01, 2010

Valentinus Prayer


Valentinus Prayer

Though world emphasize this day as special
I seek valentinus everyday
Though my heart is tired
I seek for her visage everyday

Though cupid seems to be active on this day
I long for her smile everyday
Though your thoughts brings me joy
I long for egress from my adversity everyday

Though memories are all that left
I seek for hope everyday
Though i am long forgotten
I seek Eros's divinity everyday

Though even your thoughts are always elusive
I seek for even a false semblance everyday
Though I am fool by punishing myself
I seek for happiness in this mirage everyday

Though you may think it is maudlin story
I pray for your beatitude everyday
Though i may not seek for salvation
I pray you reach your sun everyday



Oh Lord !
May this Valentinus prayer reaches tinkerbell and sooths her heart and mind

Friday, February 19, 2010

Happy Birthday Tinkerbell

Happy Birthday Tinkerbell

As you can see, this year i am not late. The modern technology has given enough marvels to make human remember, i used multiple methods and all of them seems to be successful and i remember your famous formula to derive your birth date. I remember all the details.

Happy birthday.

Believe me , universe do sometimes conspires on things you love to do.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

The Eternal Optimist


The Eternal Optimist


He is the eternal optimist
He is the ocean of hope
He is the rising moon of twilight
He is the redeemer of mankind
He is the preacher of peace
He is the source of infinite love
He is a lumen against the darkness
He is Lhamo Thondup
He is Tenzin Gyatso
He is Dalai Lama

Monday, November 16, 2009

Amorous Loch



Oh my dear lotus of the forbidden loch,
Although your waves dont welcome me,
I will ride the wind of hope ,
to watch the blossom till eternity


May the moon show gleam upon her dark paths,
May fortune greets her in every goal
I will be shadow in her journey
to hold her if she stumbles

@loner

Sunday, October 25, 2009

The Last Sunshine





It was a one fine February winter morning , he had just seven days before he had to head back overseas for work. The joy of meeting her had kept his mind racing all through the week.He already knew that she wont accept any gift from her, but still then he had purchased gifts for her , a sea shell necklace and a winter cap. He had earlier recharged her phone , only because to keep the only mode of communication with her alive.

The rendezvous point was metro cinema in the heart of city , it was also near to her home. Metro cinema was part of colonial legacy and hawkers took the advantage of its majestic portico by making it a small knick knack store. He had reached the cinema well in advance. How can you imagine he making her wait ? He had good thirty minutes to spare. So his mind races to think a method to capture the moment.

The hawkers and street vendors vanished into thin air when she appeared out of subway, in a black sweater . Her eyes spoke volumes of warmth , and her smile as pleasant as always . It would be abnormal if you don't smile in front of her since , she was myriad of happiness.He shook hands with her and greeted with a 'Hello'. He took her to pizza hut,

The sun on that days had shone for the last time into oblivion.


That was years ago and now the only reminiscence is the constant pledges in his dream which says

"Life never asked me what i want"
"I will love her all my life , as loving her keeps me some strength to live and that is the deal"

Even now whenever he passes by metro cinema , he makes a pilgrimage to pizza hut, as if it is the altar of his romantic divinity.Even now the necklace in his wardrobe longs for its lady, and he is waiting to for something which is unknown .