The vines were jeweled by the raindrops,
In a blooming green field; danced the crops.
I was gazing at the sorcering sight,
The rain teeming the green with its might.

Cheers to the new colors!
Use them to color the sprouts of love and kindness
Passion, courage, success, growth and adventure with a stellar face!

Paint the new series of events in your timeline;
might not last long but the impression will shine.
May you remain unknown to fear, tear, and sear
Wishing you a Happy New Year!!!

I wish to get soaked in the rain,
and dry my flesh by the sunlight.
When the day gets too bright,
I want it to be hit upon by the night.

I wish to be carried away
by the wind,
here and there; wherever it takes,
I don't mind.

I wish the ground to hold me,
very tight.
So that when I fall,
I could still stop my flight.

A long day and I wait for it to pass,
Life I see, not in me or in the mass.
A day too bright for the dark to devour me,
yet the day too dark that the light escapes me.

Once it was a voiceless bellow; thundering nothing
Then it seemed someone was whispering
Now, he knows its delirium in the ear
To which he is aghast and slumbers with fear

A calm weary voice comes from the corner:
'Freedom is the death of mourner.
We want the pain inflicted upon us to fade,
The time heals it all, after we're dead.'

Gazing inside I see
A universe in me
The everlasting green, the life
The light, the optimist's glyph

Gazing inside I see
A disgust and disgrace in me
Not a devil, but worst
A monster iced by the muscle frost
that siphons my light
A triumph to none, between me and my fight

Gazing inside I see
A person in the flee
I wonder if it is me?

The fool talks about the legends and the myths
While the wise man learns them and be grounded by it.
The wise man was once a fool
I ran out of words thus you be cool!

A gust of fresh air;
By nature is what the greens share.
When shared by people, it brings sparks to my eyes
and with joy my heart cries.

"I need to write."
Write what?
"Something that makes the morning bright."
Carve the whispers of the wind,
sit in the Sun and free your mind.
Look around the trees,
its bangles, rustling in that soft breeze.
Look a little far away,
where the sky gently kisses the hills,
and with misty leaps the clouds play.
Look inside you as well,
the little kid who, in the nature likes to dwell.
Takes joy in the zoo of clouds,
and when remembers the daffodil crowds.
Stops to look at the frozen lake,
in the snowy evening and
says it saved his day, the crow's shake
of a hemlock tree.
Again, take a closer look inside,
somebody is watching you back.
Think of things and forget it.
Empty your mind and  he'll show you the track.

After months of missing from home;
Framing me of activity such gruesome,
Here she returns back
all ****** and yet again so full of tact.

I killed a man, says she
not so shamefully;
A woman full of deceits and so vicious
harms herself turning the nothing into something obvious.

Playing house again as a grown up;
"What are you thinking?"; looking at her behind the mask
is all that I could ask
While to her scheme, I play the puppet
and she remains the Amy so amazing, so perfect!

Leaves and Trees; the green,
In a gentle breeze they swing
The chirping sounds of birds,
In my ears they start to ring

The great Waters,
When in the Sun they glisten and shine
The high hills and mountains,
I sense their solitude in mine

The stars
In the dark, they sparkle
The sky
With the patterned clouds, leave me startled

In my room,
I sit to write
For the tears,
That didn't fall when I cried.

When it was the day of dismissal,
Death kept laughing at the irony;
how someone so brazen and lifeless
was yet thriving in the realm of breaths.

It was the day of thanksgiving
but there were there some grieving
and some looking for their daughters; little
taken by someone that wanted their faith be brittle.

Kids were kidnapped along with Barry
who now is Alex
But Keller is the only one who thinks its wise to hurry
locks up Alex and commits insolent malice.

Now there comes a decoy; Bob
buying kids clothes and staining with pigs blood;
it was his job
kept talking about things like maze
which I keep staring at often, his drawing page.

Just when the maze was solved,
to which both Keller and I involved
Guess she had her fun
Now, Keller is gone.

I kept hearing the whistling
thought I was hearing a thing
or maybe I wasn't
"Should I do something of it? " that hunches nothing pleasant
I wish I took it into my care
or is it you? who wished I find him sooner.

A broken vase that
Verily let the cracks shine
Was once dark inside

My mind wanders
When I see the sunlight reflected
By the blue tinted glass
Of the buildings I usually pass

My mind wanders
When I see in the Palm tree, a Cormorant's rest
and the birds flying back to their nest

My mind wanders
When I see the Peepal's leaves
Dance in the mischievous breeze
Like how a swallow from a higher sky makes a dive
And makes the breeze so alive.

My mind wanders
Along with the four wheeled vehicle
The farther it takes the further I go
in looking outside while in its seat I lay low.

The morning Sun shines
Brighter in her eyes
Of emotions, she shows no signs
Tries her best but then she cries.

She is aware
I am to go
A sundering she couldn't bear
Uncertain reaps of the hopes she sow.