prompt for the week : love

Well, the blog aint still dead yet guys !  However, we can call it the "phoenix blog" if u may like. Anyhow let us restart the creativity once again. Let the prompt for this week be love....

Always mysterious, always sweetly painful... Always difficult to write about as its unexplainable...

However, I will start with my post .. waitin fr others' also - posts + comments on my writing [ P.S.  u can fake kindness in your comments  :) ]

Cheers.

the pain of a desire ...

As I sit and wonder,

Staring at those deep eyes,

Waiting for her to say something,

But not wanting to hear any words;

 

I sat like a frozen man,

Lost in the sight of her face,

All I wanted was her arms around me,

But not wanting to disturb her stillness at all;

 

The way this wind caresses her hair,

And they fall on her face,

All that I wanted was the wind not to flow,

But not wanting it to stop at all;

 

She broke her stillness,

And looked up as first raindrops touched her face,

Filled me with a desire to cover her,

Not wanting to find a cover at all;

 

The rain drenches us,

As we sat there silent,

Doesn’t she look beautiful?

As I asked myself;

I couldn’t help but admire,

This placid torture,

The pain of a desire…..

Unnamed

"Forget me not ", I will not say any more
for countless flowers have blossomed in the yard
and bees in frenzied swarms they allure ,
which hum , like the tune of a singing bard.

Let me thus dissolve and fade away .
Like winged seeds , in the winter gale , let me fly
until the wind dies down this fair day .
Then there let me fall , let me die , let me die .

Let me die and arise anew again
but as a plant - life in a different form
and may I savor the pleasure of earth and rain
and may I stand my ground against a storm .

Me...!!

Me the guy

With the twinkle in the eye

Just love to watch

As the time flies by

I hate to work

I'm very lazy

I only work hard

To make life easy

I never give up

Just love to try

When I am angry

Things around me fly

I like to eaaaaat

But not a lot

With my imagination i jump

Over the rainbow a lot

I'm not adventurous

Its just not meant to be

I take my life

Like it comes to me

I always aim high

As high as I can

To touch the stars

Is always my plan

My pals call me a genius

That I am certainly not

I read for the sake of reading

Thats what I am about

I only dream of things

Things that I can do

Not impossible things

Nor expensive stuff too

I'm a miser

I hate to spend

I save for me

To use in the end

I live for the future

Not dwelling in the past

My life is not at the finish

The road ahead is vast

I love to party

Make new friends

Just be casual

Try new trends

I only fear

But fear itself

This life of mine

Is on the bottom shelf

This is my Life

Just one long verse

But this life cannot be better

Be it a blessing or a curse!!

Pretty ME !!

With words i wove my wings
and added colors of friendship.
blessed with love from all,
i hop to new poetic flowers,
in the garden of life,
wanders me, the pretty butterfly :)

Changing me

Something that changed I or Me.. completely. Something that made me diversify my spectrum and something that made me clear my perception.

Inside my heart,
right next to you
Is where i originate from
For my heart is fragmented from your's ; from youAnd we'll live there forever
For eternities together
With flickering rememberances,
Of times gone and cherishedOur love is boundless; our passion endless,The tingles are inexplainable,The wounds are open yet merged ; we will never cease to be
Words wont fail us,We will fail wordsFor they are nothing but manifestationsOf what we feelBut then again, we feel something known not to the worldSo how will these mundane earthly creations express something so divine;
to which they are uneducatedMaybe we'll color space and time with the vibratory color we exert;
Maybe we'll die with the excessity of it,Though dying is just another way,
Of being in unision
Then that day will come again,
Right from within you
When the earth will merge back into its entity
When nothing would remain, neither would I
I too will shatter into mere pieces
And merge into you, i know, not for the first time
When you honor me with life again, i'll split into me
For me too is a part of you
Even if i know splitting means going away from you,
I wouldnt regret it, for its your will
For I know, I'm a part of you
And will eventually die into you...
Again
for i know im a part of you and will eventually die into

Optimism About I Or Me

A)
A dreamer's life
A Diwali candle
Flickering
Fluttering
Yet burning
Yet learning
How to cope
With the wind

A rush of wind
It sways
Yet always
It is there
To adhere
The laws of dreaming
To stand its ground

Sometimes in the wind
It gets so small
To stop it's fall
It still burns
It again learns
How to stand
An epitome of beauty

It watches it's counterparts
Those who lost
The disgrace they got
Couldn’t stand seconds
Of the rushing winds
They gave up
It didn't

A diwali candle
Is special
For this candle
Is lucky to beautify
Diwali festivity
Not every candle
Is a diwali candle

Its luck they say
But fortune always
Favors the brave
The luck comes
With hard-working dreams
So be a diwali candle
Be a special one

P.S. Never stop dreaming
It is about a Diwali candle. A diwali candle I would call is a special candle. Similarly, a dreamer is a special person. He does not give in to the rat race and follows what his heart says. Tries hard and all. That is why I said hard-working dreams.
If you really like this poetry, never give up your dreams. Follow them. Like a candle that dances to the tunes of wind but never gives up, you also should handle obstructions and criticism that way. Also, without air, candle can’t burn if you know little bit of science. So without criticism you won’t be able to do anything.
Sort of out of context, but similar thing. Recently Sachin Tendulkar said, people threw stones at me, and I turned them into milestones.

B)Let Me
Let me for a moment in time
Find something to do for myself
Let me for a moment in time
Have a feeling to do with only myself

Let me have a date with me
Let me serve myself a drink
Let me have a date with me
Let me buy myself as gift something

Let me say I love you to the mirror
Let me look good for myself for once
Let me say I love you to the mirror
Let me do a solo salsa dance

A friendship day, a valentine’s day
A parent’s day, where’s a full mine day
A friendship day, a valentine’s day
I add a-serve-yourself - wine-day

Let me forget society for once
Let me say I exist for myself
Let me forget society for once
Let me hold the wrist of myself

Let me hug myself so hard
That I feel I love myself the most
Let me hug myself so hard
That I feel I am my self’s best

Let me just keep a day off for myself
Let me go on a drive with myself
Let me keep a day off for myself
My soul is calling me

c)Raghavness
Eclipsing Essence Of Extended Experience
Where World Worries Worth Of Wordiness
Insanity In Me Imbibes Itself In It’s Inside
Aspirations Aspire Aspiringly To Be Airfly
Raghav With Rage And Rarity Resonating
A Skilled Schildly Sickening Sillhoutte
Breaking Boringly With Beastly Breaths
Moves, Mimmicks Mockery And Manages
To Be Mumma’s Boy