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sneha mundari May 2013
Diamond I got,
feel lucky and happy about it.
But what was I looking for?

Diamond glitters...
Diamond gleams...

Cuts away smoothly,
the obstacles that I face.
But what was I looking for ?

Coal crackles...
Coal glows...

Burns to give warmth.
That's what I need.

Diamond gives pleasure.
I want to preserve this heavenly treasure.

In this flower of life
I'm a small bud struggling to blossom
with my own blood & sweat.

What was I looking for was coal.
I found out it to be my own soul.
sneha mundari Apr 2013
I was swimming across the deep blue,
Sad I was; wish you were there somewhere far.
Suddenly I noticed ,
a big silver bindi shimmering  between the clouds.
I was swimming across the deep blue.

I was walking through the deep green.
Happy I was; hope you were there somewhere near.
Suddenly I observed ,
a big shadow following from behind.
I was walking through the deep green.

I was lying in your lap.
Content I was; hoping & wishing fingers crossed, the moment to freeze.
Suddenly I moved,
I noticed and realised , I was living an illusion.
I was in my dream... Dream became my reality
I was lying in your lap.
sneha mundari Apr 2013
The Sun is waiting for the Dawn of Dreams
for a fresh start,
between the relationship between the Nature and the sapiens species.

The Moon is waiting for the innocent insane
to come home,
back to the place where it belongs to.

The enigmatic eyes... The sensual soul...

The Cuckoo wants to sing for you.

The Wind wants to dance.

The Fire wants to swim.

The Earth wants to freeze.

All are waiting for you with a hope,
         that you will be back.

                                                                          Don't test their endurance.
sneha mundari Mar 2013
This gloomy night,
in white gown I'm dressed, standing near the French window
made up of rosewood.

Heaven's call is on hold.

Someone knocked the door really hard,
a familiar voice invited me tonight.
I had forgotten that today is hell's birthday.

Neither I want to go out nor talk.

I want to stay back at home in solitary,
enjoying every sip of port wine of pleasure and pain.
And flowing with silence, dancing with my shadow.

I would give up soon I know. Still I would.
sneha mundari Mar 2013
love is what I love most of all in my life
                                                                                                                                  I think I don't know for now
or maybe never ever
                                                                                      maybe I have lost all urge to feel what I want anymore
I remember red
                                                                                                                                                             hope is alive
am breathing
sneha mundari Mar 2013
Have you ever felt?

Have you ever felt the kiss?
with the sound of grasses talking to your ears

Have you ever acknowledged?
the beauty of those tiny forms of nature which give pleasure to your eyes

Have you ever thought?
when you dance over the tip of their heads, they applause you by bending down


Have you ever felt?
sneha mundari Mar 2013
Writing makes me feel complete.
My life is a part of life of the life.
I wish the man who loves me and the person whom I love would be the same.
I feel cold.
I think I have a nice life.
I cannot understand why I think so much?
Sometimes I laugh.
I come from nowhere.
I am a friend to everyone.
For anyone who am I?
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