Another year ..

The heart has grown
accustomed to love
Cares and kisses some,
Of you,your shadows,
My wings from your hugs.
The mind has grown
In pushing boundaries,
Breaking away my chains,
Burning paths into wild,
Claiming my rightful place.
Another year of my life,
And yet I started living
Only after we met,
Another year crossed off
Merging goods,bads into the best.

Happy birthday to me !

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You are a dream !

When i had lost hopes
And faith on even friends,
You , stranger , light of love
Came to put the darkness to end.

Did you know i resisted long
To smile at your best joke,
To let you feel privileged
For only you i let come close.

It was my lucky stars at work
When we finally met for coffee
One look at you, and i realized
God has sent his best angel for me.

Books, coffee, walks and songs
We shared less than we wish for,
We have talked hours and still much
Is always left to pass along.

Books,music,wines and nature
Things people want to dream of
You add charm to all of these
You are what dreams are made for.

You are the goodwill I earned,
The comfort of home,childhood wish.
You are the friendship I love,
I adore,I flaunt;and always will.

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Morning charms [ #OctPoWriMo day 11]

Deep in my sleep,
I can make the sweet voice
asking me when I would wake up,
I smile , knowing well,
morning tea would not be ready
for some more time;
clink clink of vessels – pitter patter of water
the morning smell of tea
mixing in the dry hum of AC;
the soft footsteps, the warm familiarity
the half baked dreams
served with fresh bread
and her morning hellos –
She , my blessing , my friend –
her morning prayers , her cooking ,
her smile – my charms for the day
She , my friend , my angel.

 

 

This is a dedication to my dearest Roommate and best friend. Written for OctPoWriMo day 11.
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you and Me

You and Me
were those circles
growing apart in a pond

till


I wished God to throw
in a leaf ,a flower or twig
that gently swam
from me to you
binding us again
in an embrace.

You and Me
were always meant
to be love, to be care
to hide in such words
and meet in between
somewhere.

You and Me
will always hold
these ripples at bay
or let them pass through
the hearts so entwined
by fate.

If ever I have to write a reply poetry , I choose some from Ibeingme‘s blog. Maybe ’cause he is my inspiration for all my words that convey love , I can never be more happy than to write my side of thoughts on each of his word. ย The poem that inspired above lines is :

You and Me
are those circles
after stones are thrown
On the surface of a pond.

When we grow bigger
We both grow further,
When stones fall deep in the water
and on the surface
where we are growing
tells the world
we were never there.

You and Me
Were never there.

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This is for OctPowriMo day 10 prompt to be inspired from another person’s poem.

Love is

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This is me and my love. Actually no where do we look like this but it is still a moment i cherish ๐Ÿ™‚ And something he loved !

Love is like my stubborn heart
That fights with you
Even when if its not your fault

Love is like my battered soul
That fits in your words
Will it forever be my home ?

Love is like your hesitant smiles
That searched a reason
To be called just mine.

Love is like your king size dreams
Where your joy dwells
And i be the kingdom’s queen.

Love is like the incomplete song
We edit , we sing
And would cherish as we grow old

Love is like the melted bar of choclate
We eat less, feed more
To fingers that kiss and mate

Love is like my bad art work
You gush over it
And praise it beyond its worth

Love is like your perfect poetry
You write of random stuff
And i still find myself n it.

Live is like this verse i write
I do not wish to end
Yet i must pause now, and return to real life.