Lying on our backs and watching the clouds float by,
Morning turns into night
but our eyes refuse to shut tight,
Cascading moonlight dances on our faces,
Wherever we go we seamlessly leave behind fine traces.
Star gazing becomes one of our favorite pastimes,
Engulfing us in its serenity and breathing fresh impetus to our lives.
Catching dancing and frolicking fireflies,
Turns life so much better when you are by my side...

Words are a collection of those reverberating undaunted echoes that escape your soul as the ink spills..
Poetry is your darkness fading away and gradually emerging as a radiant blend of phrases and words,creating an iridescent and intricate mess of hues..

Who says beauty fades with time?
The maturer you become,the more you blossom!!

It is a euphoric moment and to her surprise her mind goes blank,
The images in her mind and the floating words the fountain of her imagination greedily drank.
The poetic profusion bubbling within her was satiated as she grasped her pen,
The treasure trove concealed in her heart was at the threshold to appeal to the men..

Taking one step further from the actual and nearer to the imaginative feature,
Her intellectual forge bestirring her to seek the invigorating charm of Nature.
She can capture the glimpses of the past and ponder over the predictions of the future,
Philosophies of life or a utopian world she can easily nurture..


Such is the power of her wistful words,
Which can openly challenge the sheathed swords.
She can sway the world with her imaginative story,
And register her name in the pages of wondrous glory!!