Thinking about her is just like
making a revisit to the past ingloriously peaceful,
Little things which carry no value otherwise,
Come to me with multiple connotations-
of love, affection, pride and refuge...
Little insignificant things-
the smell of kitchen soot,
or, that of the known talcum flakes...
a dab of cream on the face upon some wintry morning,
a benign smile,
an all knowing stare,
an angry face with all heart's pains painted straight,
a wait at the table for the arrival of her little prince,
an act of self effacing defense...
Little things done without any strings attached,
only out of love,
Little things that meant so much
That once you start missing them,
you simply cannot forget your associations with them,
You miss them forever!
why left me so poor?
why left me blinded?
In the name of Love, the passion which governs All things human and natural too I rise everyday to find how the glorious sun Brings beaut...
There the Palm Tree stands on leg one, Surpassing every tree, Peeping to the Sky of Thee, Having the wish, piercing the clouds dark, up t...
The sprawling fields green came open To us once we moved through the forest Cottages that stood in the day's flame Looked like perfec...
Evening Traveling non stop, This lullaby like You as come, On Your bosom weary me wishes to lie... As if a Brahms Casting a shadowy co...