Showing posts with label loveislife. Show all posts
Showing posts with label loveislife. Show all posts

Saturday, 6 August 2016

Your Everything!

She's a wild Princess,
Wrapped up in gypsy glory and wildness,
Vivacious dreadlocks and chaos of mess,
Covered by bohemian jewellery from top to bottom,

She's,
A dreamer's wish,
A Traveller's pride,
A Capturer's focus,
Stranger's best kiss,
A random friend of some youth,
A Footballer's fantasy,
A gentleman's honest wish,

She's a wild Princess,
Wrapped up in gypsy glory and wildness,
Vivacious dreadlocks and chaos of mess,
Covered by bohemian jewellery from top to bottom,

She's,
A tiny stream which travels your skin every single time,
She's that teesta which flows everywhere with some unanimous tags,

Oh darling,
You want her to be your darkest secret,
She's born with that stardust light which you can never blow,

Unfortunately a wild princess darling,
Wrapped up in gypsy glory and wildness,

Flauntingly flaunting herself,
She teaches you to be yourself,
She's born to serve you your inner light, Which is lost somewhere..
Which is lost somewhere..


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Thursday, 14 July 2016

Our love!

Pablo in Spanish,
Rumi in English,
All wrote about love,
And when Pablo and rumi met us,
They wrote poems of our wild hearts,
Poems of your proposal in Dal lake of Kashmir,
Poems of kissing each other in a valley of flowers,
Poems of colouring our mountain hut in Himachal,
Poems of our tiny colourful cottage where we ate pancakes and wrote ballads,
Poems of growing our trees in Ruskin's Dehra,
Poems of handling my tantrums by you,
Poems of that flowing stream which was the witness of our love,
Poems of how I used to sell apples and you used to work in fields,
Poems of our solitude which we found in each other,
Poems of our paces which want to doodle this world with its marks,
Poems of our nights spent gazing at stars,
Poems of that winter's morning when we made our snowman,
Poems of our happy hippie hillie life away from the clusters of city life,
Poems of our infinite love which is still alive.


Monday, 4 July 2016

One single shot!

We all belongs to this same planet and though we love-hate each other like hell and heaven. Life has surprised you with many ups and downs but no matter what, you still cares for her and she's still mad for you. Your absence made her more powerful then ever before, and taught her few lifetimes lessons.

But in midst of all, she was somewhere in your prayers darling. Why you wanna prison yourself in that invisible egoistic jail all the time. It was you who taught her how to love and forgive people then why can't you deny that fact that you're still standing on the same track she's passing through.

"She's not capable of handling your storms again and again."

Your heart still reminds you her name every single day then why can't you give yourself one single shot again. You still counts these days from the day she met you past time till the day she met you last day. Try to break that cage again and explore each other in that old rustic way.

You still wanna get lost in her arms the way you use to. You still wanna cuddle her the way you use to. You're a tiny human being darling, don't be so harsh all the time. Let her fall for you in this monsoon again and you better catch your butterfly wisely. Let not people judge you for the you're. Create your own hippie style which will ride you crazy again and again. Build your love soulmates. Have some faith in the plans of this amazing universe. Trust me life is all about listening to your heart wisely.



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Fiction Wins Over Fakeness

In my all sorts of the poem, I have tried to describe one man of my fiction land which I thought neither either exists in reality. But may...