Lines lie unstructured
words lie scattered
but thoughts lie focused
....just needed the kick to get worked !
Thoughts are wanderlust
..Moments strewn with memories refuses to live last
…Warmth of two souls shudders the cold ,windy morning
…Dewdrops soaked eyes turns blind to the sun blazing
..Harmless mischief in those tiring hours
.......Binds to long lost pleasure once dabbled in leisure.
Words left unspoken , miffed with subtle nuances of eyes
Never had a chance of reading them which are so gentle and nice
Missed those subtle hints ,casual touch with warmth of mind and heart
When the thirst remained unquenched forever in a cold desert !
Desert has its colour of its own , its depth seems vast
The Oasis is not a relief but a haven to die for unto last .
.....The Mirage seems quivering , frolicking with the hot air
......But the peace along with its calmness is rare .
Could I care less an eye when mine ones are blind
Drenched lips when mine one remains parched
an warm heart when mine remains cold without any shine
How could I afford not to feel cared by something so divine ?
Life is beautiful even if it’s a desert or a garden
… the feel is what it counts when touched by smile or pain .