Crimson Whispers of Nature

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mother nature plays
Holi with the winds each day
red streaks trace its fate

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Dreamy Notes for Tiny Ears

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First Bells of Temples
Echoes in a Mother's Song
Impressions Stand Forever
 

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At Destiny's Intersection

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Right or Wrong we stand
At the Crossroads of our Path
Truth defines our way

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This post is a part of Write Over The Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

The Warmth of What Was...

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As I sit here looking at the raindrops on my windowsill
 Rain does along with itself bring a cold chill
It does my heart with nostalgia fill
Reminding me of all adventurous thrill

All these memories do my heart warm
Against the contemporary norm
 My spirit wishes to escape the storm
As all episodes in front of my eyes swarm

The way these raindrops touch the face
And bring me to a familiar place
It makes me wonder how fast does time chase?
Not giving us its hold, to adjust in our own space

As I sit with putting on my thinking cap
Trying to recall, initiating a trap
Where will life lead me with a certain map?
Or with care, place my destiny in a wrap? 

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In The Midst Of Becoming...

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Life spells out as Transitions
The gist of  futuristic visions
To facilitate us to set our ambitions
It works wonders, despite our doubting apprehensions

It is all a game of Fortune & Fate
No matter how hard we try to debate
All the episodes finally relate
Nature & Time have all their computations accurate

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The Melody Of Colors...

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V for Violet, to begin with, Versatile

I for Indigo, instant Inspiration derived

B for Blue, for a Brilliance to imbibe

G for Green, so that for Gratitude we strived

Y for Yellow, may Youthful grace we contrive

O for Orange, Optimism be it for which we dived

R for Red, so much so that our Radiance thrive

  

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When You Say Nothing At All...

This post has been re - blogged from here - with permission from Stir Your Souls.

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There's something in the air 

Seems to be a hush - hush affair

You go about it with a flair 

What's going on in your mind's lair?

When You Say Nothing At All

Are you trying hard to recall?

Whether you want to spill it or stand tall

It's entirely your call.

To the mind goes a stairway - the eyes,

Are you trying to cook up some clever lies?

Or is it some genuine surprise?

I wonder as my eyebrows rise.

When You Say Nothing At All

Does it point to the beginning of your fall?

Are you attempting to build around yourself a wall?

Don't stay mum... In your court lies the ball.

I wonder if away from all this you're shying?

Or simply for my attention, you're vying?

On silence, are you relying?

Or is there something hidden, underlying? 
  

When You Say Nothing At All

Is it about some matter big or small?

Or is misfortune going to befall?

All this is causing a gall.

Speak up, for God's sake!

Have you done some mistake?

Why has your perception turned opaque? 

Please don't take it for granted... What's your take?
 

When You Say Nothing At All

My anxiety starts to take an upward crawl

Have you been through a disturbing brawl?

Oh My! How you've managed to keep your emotions under a shawl! 

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The Dawn of Something New...

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As I step towards a beginning new found

There appear opportunities abound

As I explore the avenues profound

The channels to achievements resound.

There is a perspective, characteristic to my notions

An expression of my emotions

Causing in my mind, of thoughts, a positive motion

Giving to my opinion, a channel for an optimistic explosion.

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