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My little girl!

Oh! Little girl
I have heard somebody calling her love
With all his heart
Oh my good little girl
A word as compliment more than
sweetheart, darling and babe
A word which makes her feel
that cute little again
A word which sets her heart
Above the sky again
A word which makes her believe that she has somebody to rely on blindly again
And can feel the Feeling and sense of being
Pampered again
Whom that somebody adores like everything
And keep calling her again and again
with all his heart
Oh! my little girl
Oh! my good little girl

My sanctity!

The first sight of that light,

Glittering my whole life.
A supersonic, marvellous and overwhelming feeling filled in me all wide,
It’s nothing else but a feeling of enlightening .
What should I call you?
The light or the life long delight.
Thank you for choosing me and showing all those tides.
Sometime I am too frail to thank you and glorify.
But I see the glitters and shines all time.
And my heart keep seeing the light,
Just to fill the glitters again and again in my life.

Unpainted love!

An unpainted love of mine

keeps slithering in my mind
I have gotten some love signs
Some moments from the time
The songs of the wind chime
Still adores me all time
The piercing wild wind on the ride
Makes me feel to keep on rewind
The clinking glasses of wine
and the tales of love Divine
The deep staring black eyes
and the finger on every inch and line
The place like heaven on the river side
and the fondness of that time
I have stolen some love from the time
An unpainted love of mine!

Dazzling thought!

A dazzling thought keeps crawling in the bed of my mind.

Pretends sheen and astonishing, endeavours to convince my mind.

A thought of desisting from the world of ills and cries.

A thought of sitting in the lap of River dale, staring at the twilight and listening to the singing bells.

🌼🌼🌼🌼🌼

FATE

But is it really true?💢

Whatever time serves us in the plate of our life. We give that a name – destiny.

What we have now and what we will see in future, is that really depends on the destiny?

Is it fine to wait for things to happen by it’s own?

Well, I guess ‘NO’

I call it ‘the consequences of the actions’ and ‘ the fruit of the deeds’.

A man’s character decides his fate.

If you are waiting for the alarm clock to go and then you gonna wake to see the bright and shine . Then I would say that again you gonna found a heep of time at your door step. And again it will lead you to the path of the waiting balcony.

So, one day? Or day one. You decide.

“Actions are the seed of fate,deeds grow into destiny”.

How long?

It’s like m’ playing a waiting game with my fate.
What is coming next,
I am completely unable to guess.
Now I have started loosing hope over the rest.
Oh god can you please tell,
What’s this all mess.

One cannot wait too long to see the good. Like after hot summer, rain comes. Same way after harsh days happiness and good time come. But this year I can’t see the rain coming to my home.

It’s like fate is trying me again and again. I am also fighting without loosing my chances to win.

What a life game it is??

Thoughtless

Worlds everything is in dynamic motion. Either you flow with it or raise above it.

Every single person should know to deal with emotions and situations.

Sometimes you need to find a way to make yourself safe from the situation and sometimes you need to fight to get over it.

People with soft heart and calm mind always suffer when it comes to selfish world and find a way to save themselves instead of fighting.

And that’s best way to make things out.

Sometimes flowing with the time is only solution because everything is temporary and we should know the art of flowing with the time.

Diving Deep

You are like an interesting book to me . I can’t stop myself to read you whole day and night. Holding you in my hands and never ever want to put you down. Either I am reading you or embrace you by closing my eyes.

On every page of you, I feel magic. Each and every para gives me an intense happiness. It’s like as long as I am reading you I am alive. I don’t want to come on the end page. I want to keep reading you till my last breathe.