dews of pain

come to me with your light footed step, oh beloved pain,
whisper in my ears all your tales....
let me light a lamp to honour you in my life..my crazy dearest.....
dews of pain will bring the peace as the showers of monsoon rain.
where the tears and laughter will make a rainbow of hope in life.







it is just a thought not a poem.

shree

be in love ,alive ,vibrant.........pulsate with joy

be in love,
alive,
vibrant,
pulsate with joy,
double up with agony,
torn by doubt and conflict,
turn inward and outward,
constantly losing oneself only to search out new paths to tread,
quests and journeys to make,
angers to be expressed and controlled,
faith to be lost and found,
dreams to be shattered and gathered one by one like a broken mirror,
breaking up and breaking out,
crying out aloud and crying for ...............

be in love ,
challenging oneself and others,
confronting world of injustices,
being overpowered with reality,
making desperate attempt to be human in an inhuman world,
failing and succeeding ,
making endings and new beginnings,
use everything the life has offered ,
oceans of love,unending joy,
mounds of pain and suffering,
grand success...........
lovers does not have the luxury,
to experience love so easily....
deep pain and piercing exctasy....goes hand in hand......in this world and beyond.



shree

engulfing me into his arms......forever .......forever

all was barren when you came to me as the soothing rain ,
holding hand ,walking the meadows,hills and mountains....
i 've felt the urge to live ......
to love and to sing joyfully.....
each moment is precious,bubbling with joy...
to be adored,loved and held by the beloved...

the earth nodded ,sun swayed,moon n stars sang in unison......
the silvery blue sky sprinkle sweetness all over.....
felt like living once more only.....
to be the numero uno of you...


tulips bow down,each blade of grass smiled at me....
roses bloomed
golden harvest danced in glory,
all tears gone .......
gone are the sorrows innumerable ,
frustration of everydayism,
misunderstanding,bitterness of life...
only remains the love of the beloved ....
as the rising sun ,engulfing me into his arms......forever......forever.




shree