The approach of dawn
and the chilly cold breeze,
the languid movement of trees
and the dance of bush
underneath.

The shroud of stars
covering the sky
and the proudish gaze of moon
appreciating self
on the lake mirror with a fetish eye.

The small grains of sand
moving steadily
as though musical piano keys
hugging each other
to generate the rhythmic tease.

The wind blowing tardily
flows through the alley of mystic mountains
rendering a slow and steady euphony
into thou's veins like a fountain.

Such was the beauty of those nights
miles away from home
into the arms of nature
and the perfect company
longing from years,
marks the beginning
of the best days
coming in the near future.

I stand on the pathway with blank eyes,
With a big frown staring at sky.
I see the darkness behind the sun light,
alas, they could read the fear in me with an insight.

But they don't, as there is no darkness here after,
It is only my fear, fear of failure which is masking  the joy with a plaster.

I know that fear will lose the battle one day.
and inner strength will join the hands with joy.
allowing me to see only brightness behind the sunshine and no other darkness hereafter,
Making the pursuit of happiness to stay in here with a bright laughter

It started with an instant 'Yes',
Because the love in her heart never ends.
The proposal which was longing for years,
Has happened in an unexpected spheres.
But, Within seconds, thought processing started,
affecting the heart which was darted,
and the excitement in his heart suffered.
I know the night which could have been much more special,
But, was laid back in a thinking tussle.
The thought was not about the acceptance,
It was about to get out of the painful depression,
It was about to recreate the magic of essence.

But the mistakes of the past,
which are now years old,
Still play a spoil sport.
Love gets overshadowed with
negativity,
faults,
reality.

Can True love ever end?
If it regenerates, in 20 days does it descend?

Perhaps, that was not love,
It was only the need of reality thereof.

Only almighty knows what prevails in our fate,
I so badly long to be in his arms till the last date,
Just trying to bring back my soul from an emotional abate.

I wonder why am i sitting in here,
waiting for someone who was a dear.
the clock keeps ticking ,
and says its getting late duckling.
There i see the glimpse of a man ,
with looks resembling an ancient angelic clan.
Oh, that white T shirt,
hugging it tight like a frozen desert,
my heart pumps with joy seeing the smartness,
then rests in shadows, feeling the past madness.
Heart says, should i? should i not?
appreciate or reject the big smile.
I know this guy from years,
never did i observe his masculinity with cheers.
Finally, I bring my thoughts to cease,
bringing the friend in me and welcome him with peace.

"What day is it,?" asked Pooh
"Its today", squeaked piglet.
"My favorite day,"said Pooh. - Winnie the Pooh

As Winnie the pooh says, every day should be favorite with new exuberance and enthusiasm.

Just like the mystic morning sunrise embraces me every single day,
The pleasantness in climate today brought back the child in me like a play.
The soothing music from my favorite composer of recent time,
With my best pal, my car; we enjoyed every moment of nature and chime.

Those dark empty roads
and those tiny droplets on my car windows

That beautiful moon peeping out of dark clouds
and that herd of stars covering the sky like a shroud

These standing tall street lights
and these barking dogs chasing the red beams like a knight

Brings back the hidden peace and solace.

As the moon makes friends with my god, patting my back, showing my shadow
Makes me realize that my identity is certainly built by my own respectful bound of arrow

One life changing decision
to get out of the self abase

The determination to fulfill
the only dream to get out of the lifeless pace

keeping aside all the challenges
irrespective of health, work and other urban race

Thou flew to an unknown territory
Keeping aside all the emotional slake

The first eyesight on the mistic mountains
Got the heart pounding from above the sky's trace

A very warm welcome
Expected, unepxtected emotions flow as grace

Those long journeys on an autobot
witnessed the relentless beauty and its gace

The dust, the heat, the sand, the rain, the sky
all bestowed their blessings on the way

The surreal mountains, rivers, desserts, pathways
are an experience of a lifetime in a perfect present phase

Emotions bloomed keeping aside all the hatred
The camp near the lake, led to a perfect proposal to amaze

An ideal birthday gift full of emotions
Left behind all the nuance of night and day

A fully satisfied heart
with no qualms takes along memories as a poetic phrase

And shall remain joyful
Till they are blessed and the last breath remains