Short Prose - A Happy Moment.

And as I looked up to the sky, it all seemed so, routine. Eddie Vedder was playing, and I could feel that with every pluck of the guitar string, a chill went through my body. A chill, which gave me warmth. The 'just another day' suddenly felt beautiful. Every quanta, every drop of the river of time, flowing softly seemed to brighten the day, like it was calling me to bask in it and find peace. With the soft wind flew hair, like the slow, warm ocean currents. And a smile, as true, as right as rain followed. I decided to remain quiet, as it was the sound of silence, louder than words which was slowly carving that happy moment. Time was a slut no more, it was a wizard, showering glittered magic on me. On us. Every touch of which turned my vital signs off, with every touch fell my level of sanity, and with every touch I realised, the beauty of life.

Poem - The One

Thank you,

For being the column of my arch.

For being the beauty of my heart.

For being the one who takes a stand.

For being there to hold my hand.

Thank you,

For healing me when I did lacerate.

For cheering me up whatever bring fate.

For fixing up my Achilles' Heel.

For beauty of life making me feel.

My micro-cosmos has no one but you.

I behold to you, for being true.

I held your hand, this delirium I escaped.

And in this golden moment, my life was shaped.

For me you're the night, you're the day.

We'd be infinity, if we would stay.

So let's forth on this heavenly track.

All I ask from you is,

To love me back.

Poem - The Leather Shoe

Done and dusted, I watch the sun set.

Walk the unwalked, get sordid and wet.

I've got a twin, too, we have long walks.

Many priceless moments, many silent talks.

Together we were worn, coalesced we both.

For this journey of countless miles, we set forth.

Through dusk and dawn, we worn ourselves out.

But enjoyed ourselves, 'cause we both were stout.

But time's changed, it's not the same anymore.

I liked greens under me, like them journeys before.

We used to climb a thousand hills.

Jumping above rocks, all the thrills.

I recall all those days, in this rack.

Hoping to get the sun, get on the journeys back.

I know my fate, soon I will be thrown.

And only as a piece of leather, will I be known.

Poem - Hallucinations

As I relaxed, bent back on the chair,

Effete I was, dived into my mind.

And before I could realize, badinaged I

Seeing something unreal, reaching its hind.

And what I saw, left me flabbergast.

Those corners I presumed fallow, weren't the same.

Colorful memories, blooming like flowers,

But I couldn't recall any, what a shame?

What have I done to myself?

What have I become? Am I a waif?

'Cause when I was there, felt I serenity,

But now I'm awake, I feel unsafe.

And that's how my life flashed

Right in front of me.

The bloom of memories, hallucinations,

They set my soul free.

Poem - The Unspoken

Open them ears, O' listeners!

The walls want to speak.

They speak no great as a leader, nor sweet

as a song from a nightingale's beak.

What they reveal is an ugly truth.

A truth no one of us can bear,

says it sees a thousand die,

of a certain end we fear.

Of all the great visionaries that lived and died,

the wall still stood there.

It is yes, covered by royal blood,

but about it no one did care.

Spent years to contemplate, urging to speak,

to tell the truth I reckon

But you were so busy with mortality,

You never saw me beckon.

You perceived me as an obscure bailey,

while I protected in wars and marauds.

That young royal blood you praised,

while I deserved the applauds.

Poem - Horizon

It's me

In the morning, the evening you see

I caress the sun,as if he was my own

With me it rises, and shines bright

I know in the end, in me will it drown.

He sits in my lap, I spend nights with him

I am like a mother, overlooking her child

My hands upon him, I pat him mild.

It's my caring nature, due to which he

Shines brighter everyday, it's my love which 

Makes him soar in the sky, merry and gay.

Above me resides god, below me man

Over me rests the great, Almighty's hand

Everyone searches for my heart, no one succeeds

I am the horizon, with me the day proceeds.