The Feeling Called Life

Play the green fluteFor the clouds are dancing away. Be my loverBe my summer, Before the winter’s days. For the dance is to be missedAnd I absorb the pines sway, May be this time,It is the only way. Be my lover, natureBe my Summers, Before it’s winters day.

Bathe me In the moonlight,For I crave to shine. Not the silver from the silvery thrones,Not the sparkles from the jewelled throne, Bathe me , oh bathe meBathe me, my soul in this moonlight,For I crave to shine. From the sweat and all the bloody groans,From the fck ups and from all the whines, Bathe…

With twists and turns,Going back and coming back,Symmetry or superstitions,Life at certain point does come in full circle..✨The decisions we take,The promises we break,Everything is synchronized to universe..✨People come,People leave,Good timing,Bad timing,All that matters is the influence they make on your life..✨ We are exactly where we were supposed to be..✨

Without form, myselfI offer you a hand. .. Your green is my prize,And your brown my owe.. I ll paint you brightAnd greener shall you grow. .. And I ll house those fish,Which cheer and wonder at your fall,. The old leaves swim light,Your ageing shootsstill stand tall.. For you lift Me up,And keep me…

The evening lingersDark and bright.Lights on, they rush through their way,Counting themselves,in times and tides What a show,What a high!ReintroductionTo An absolute reinvent, The spectator in blackFrom the folds of the curtains you borrowed,Peeps.Clapped to his heart’s content.What did you witnessDid you see the show?Just like love.Lovely while it prevailed.Promising youthTempting happiness.False beliefs or a…

No, Not those rants, Of how many millions in the sky, Or that if you’ve ever thought why. Nothing intellectual , running in the veins. Let’s Play with the present, The things we have. Now. Many stars, Many systems, And to all the life forms. A note of gratitude. For existing, To be witnessed. By…

Wrapped up In her colours. The nurturer, Closes her eyes. The one who sees all and knows all. We watch in awe. Unfolding herself, As she lingers in the mist. She keeps it living and fresh. And she keeps them raw. If there be any prayers, I extend them to thee. Guide us with your…

Parting, yet pride. Slowly. Steady stride. Days begin With an unswallowed bit, Lurking down the palette, Regurglejuvenated. Cleared. In respite. Picking upwhere he left. To be right. Days end,Spirits bright. Big flights, Small things, Come see the sky waiting. Small things, Go get all your cravings, Small things,Come, Spread your wings. Small things, I won’t…