A blissful twilight

Springing over above are the chirping birds

Mesmerizing me are the shades of twilight

Blue mixes with orange and the magic unreels

Cool, gentle wind toss back my hair

To whisper a sweet melody that is not yet revealed

I immerse myself in the music composed by the wind and the birdies chirping

And I miss the tune of John Mayer’s music

The melodic phrases that he sings to my plight

And says all we ever say is goodbye.

The mellowing sun peeks while settling behind the clouds

Forming their own pictures and stories

Creating mysteries and riddles for our reverie

My mind starts to speak to them

Questioning about the secrets, complexes and compounds of their tales

Lushness of green sprigs shelters the creatures of feathers under their shades

And beauty descends and beauty surrounds

What starts to intrigue me is what lies within, deep inside.

I try and sense, read and introspect

I feel nothing

Oh what bliss, all that I can take into account

Birdies queue up and bid me goodnight

And wind swirls me in magic abound

Emptying my mind it fills me with nothing

And when I think of it, it’s Lovely

The trees start to dance oh-so-mystic

Seems like there is a band that has choreographed it

Oh what beauty I must insist

Oh what beauty I must insist

Nature and nothingness

What bliss.

Under the Layers

Under the snug blanket

Wrapped is our benignity

Engulfed in the complexities, monotonies and edacities.

We are humans

That is our distinguished reality

Altruistic, benevolent, considerate are our synonymy.

Then why have we concealed the beauty of humanity

In the light of present day gluttony

And greed to reach the superiority.

Why can’t we walk with equality?

Which has become a myth and unreality

Because the good lays in covers and bad gains authority.

The magic undiscovered

 I have discovered a spell

A spell that can expel

Expel everything

Everything sour and bitter

That can make you jitter

Relinquish the sentiments that you have upheld since winter

Consequently your core will glitter

As the spell bears a power

To fill the hole that has made your peace wither

Employ the charm

The feeling of tranquility will smother.

Wondering what's the secret to my feeling of immense pleasure?

Excavate!

They lay deep within

They are enigmatical!

Spin them, play with them, bend them

They will be loyal

And mould and figure

The magic they will spill up

They will articulate,

Verbalize everything from your joys and pleasure

Disenthralling what you have gathered.

Splendor....

It’s the magic and power

Of Words and letters

And I have unearthed

The fundamentals and eventual way

Of my effective existence.

Stargaze

Tonight I will be warm

Because comforting me

Would be a snug blanket

A blanket of stars.

You pulled me by my hand

To fulfill the promise you made to me at the year’s end

The promise that will take my breath away

And inhale the magic of the wonders that stay on our guard at the end of the day.

As we lay down on the green grass of a deserted park

To experience the exquisite beauty of night’s sky

And lend our ears to the symphony played by the stars.

You slowly slip your fingers in mine

And tenderly they entwine

We exchange a look or two

And then look up to the surreal night

To live the moment embraced in warmth, beauty and woos.

Hanging in the night sky elegantly is a crescent moon

Reminds me of a piece of my jewellery that I lost last afternoon

Surrounding the blemished beauty

Are some hundred and fifty million gleaming marvels

Cheerfully they twinkle on our face.

Our eyes regard them in wonder

As we stargaze

Gleaming through the majestic mesh

They do a celestial dance, splendor

 Keeping us engage

And resist us from looking away.

Exquisite!

My heart sighs aloud

As if I am singing to the heavenly crowd.

The naughty ones

Pick the cues

From my expression of adoration

As I start to muse.

I believe I saw them send some signals

They winked at me and smiled in unison.

I turn my side

To admire the one

The one who got me here to revere.

For you are my star

That too a splendid one.

Yearning To Break Away

The summer sky goes blue

The colour of my soul turns into same hue

What is this yearning?

What is this recklessness?

It is the urge that I have felt for many years and over a decade

My subjects of envy are these free flying birds

Who own fewer enemies and very few expectations.

I want to break free

Repeats my core with relentless beatings

I want to break away calls my soul, screaming.

Break off to the lands where I could breathe

Or to the skies where there are no seams

A place where the lush green grass covers the hills

Making it look like a shiny display of unimpaired being

The waters of the place should be such

That they could make me feel like I belong to the place with grace and inherent luck.

To break free is what my heart cogitates these days

And searches for a tunnel that could let me penetrate

But I can’t see an exit

So I make a slight escape

To the rooftop over the attic.

I look up at the splendid sky to stargaze

Praying

That sometime, someday these constellations may engage

And find me a way for an escape

For my heart should find solace. 

Photograph By: Jaskiran Kaur