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Snow

 It's not the spring, filled with colours & greens.. Nor the fall..with those musty notes you once recall.. or those days of dampish wet rays, you care for.. For me; Winters where they... vaguely I remember.. But it still wasn't what I craved for all those 24 hrs of the new year... at every pinnacle..you see.. I soley yearn for the snow I only remember.. Whitee white.. whitening polish.. Like the hair of a fairy godmother.. With the sparkling crystals..Like the gems in a crown they say.. And Like the ice cream that melts.. It was the snowee snow that I miss, the memories of childhood along with.. Running freezing, nights cold chilling, and All the water that we cracked.. The snowmans we made.. The snowfights we had.. The cold we got.. The shivering we danced.. The Snow it was; who embraced us all.. And; I kind of just miss snow these days.. The bright shiny crystals.. The nights chilling cold.. Me looking out of windows in dark Just to witness that once a season event.. you...

Someplace

 Off I go, wide of the mark.. Someplace, Somewhere on the map... In depths of brains... In pits of thoughts.. In bits I ask? Why do you say!? "Life is of 4 days or off rails in astray..?"

Blood It Is...

Blood it is...  In veins.. it bleeds.. For as long as you live... Owning.. it flows.. Crusade.. it pumps.. Till the last of every breath, you take...  And then.. it dies.. before you my friend.. it dies before.. you my friend.. before you.... my friend...

Melodies

 A world full of mysteries... Melodies of whom... As some fairy tales are carried by the breezing wind... Rustling.. Swinging... Sung by the far away swallows.. For it to be heard... You my dear... Clear your head.. Sneak away into the fields.. Close eyes..and walk free into the scenic greens.. And fill those question marks in your childhood... Closed books.. As it is only then.. you would realise.. What being content and feeling alive is all about..!

"Dusk till Dawn" poem

 As the day falls into the dusk The night emerges  Whereon glay coloured land.. The Silver melts and drips out drop by drop floating to the bottom realm.. And it's there where you see.. The white covers ground..  Trees stand a tall on life and birds resting on branches for a lifelong.. And suddenly all that is.. Comes to a pause..  A new day sets in..  Of all the past, only the white is left.. Sparkling in the rays of sun..  Dusk till Dwan All this in one ride..

"Oh Lord" poem

Oh lord! This isn't the first time.. And surely won't be the last one.. Oh lord! Give me the power to hold.. For this too shall pass..For what I ask don't misjudge me! Oh lord! Thinking about it, the scar feels too real to be true.. just maybe,for I have been not ready to accept this apocalyptic world to crumble down as it is now, as if it ceased to exist a long time back... Oh lord! I won't ask why, I was the one given these senses to witness this end!?... Cause I know " Life" is as fickle as a child's mind... At times it looks for something and wishes the other.. Life... My lord! Is a way another topic...

"One Sings!" Poem

One Sings into the night, Waiting for someone to hear.. One Sings, To fulfill his dream to reality.. One Sings, To stop the tears from Falling down.. One Sings, For someone on deathbed all alone.. One Sings, For her child to feel the sense of safety.. One Sings, To praise the lord, for his blessings... And you!  My love; sing for yourself!