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Supriya May 2015
She met his gaze with a coy smile
They were seeing each other after quite a while
She longed for his gentle touch
Overwhelmed, a bit too much.

He held her hand in his own
She let out a deep satisfied moan
Kissing her hand, pulling her close
Lost in her eyes, his movements froze.

The fragrance of rose petals in her soft flowing hair
This wonderful woman how could he share
Cupping her face, feeling the bliss
He gave her a raw passionate kiss.

She melted in his warm embrace
Removing the curly locks from her face
The world had come to a standstill
They felt the pulse they felt the thrill

They slipped into their secret zone
Brought to reality by a noisy phone.
She looked at it with contempt, yet stunned
He was supposed to be away, her husband.

She left the place without a word
She felt just like a caged bird
A woman trapped in a loveless marriage
But to escape she had no courage.

Returning home to her lovely kids
The love she yearns, her marriage forbids
And life went on just the same
She still carries her husband's name.
Supriya May 2015
Born on the glistening icy slopes
Not waiting a moment, she swiftly elopes
Carrying a slight mischievous gene
Humming away a sweet tune
On dark nights reflecting the moon
She seems like a bubbly teen.

Dancing freely to a secret song
Every moment making her current strong
Enriching the soil to make it fertile
She is a benevolent life bearer
Her destination getting a lot nearer
When she crosses each mile.

Spreading joy everywhere she goes
Treating alike both friends and foes
She finds a way around obstacles
Nothing can beat her determination
She revels in the feeling of elation
Marching forward with a raging pulse.

At last she enters a whole new universe
The ocean meeting the rivers diverse
Like her, they come from distant places
Unlike humans, they are all treated same
Even when they bear a different name
You see, with nature there are no boundaries or marked spaces.
Supriya May 2015
He sat in a corner on the street
A begging bowl close to his feet
He often blended in the background
Mostly feeding on leftovers
And using rags as covers
He would sit ignored not making a sound.

His life had changed a great deal
When he used to enjoy a gluttonous meal
He wore the best tailored suits
A chauffeur would drive him around
Wearing a brooch he was always found
And shining black leather boots.

His wife and all his successive heirs
Would often ride expensives mares
Vacationing in exotic places great
A life of luxury they would lead
While he worked for hours in order to feed
His family, so in old age they would reciprocate.

As fate had it, he was stuck bedridden
And then, he saw their agendas hidden
A will was made to be signed
He was robbed of all his wealth
And no one cared of his deteriorating health
Yet for his family he pined.

He was left outside to live like a pauper
It had been days since he had a decent supper
For an old man no one would befriend
He spent his days in utter misery
Not knowing even if someone would bury
Him when he finally met his end.
Supriya May 2015
He wakes up everyday to the same thought
That his diseased body is healed
A miracle waiting to be revealed
Its a battle everyday to be fought.

Like above, miracles are the most misunderstood lot
They don't just happen
That they are experienced by extraordinary men
Is not what needs to be taught.

Men work hard to weave what we call miracles
They believe in determination and sincerity
They drive mankind towards prosperity
Even when it means facing a million obstacles.

The discovery of the plane giving us wings
The invention of the phone for keeping us connected
The discovery of medicines to prevent us from being infected
Are just few of the miraculous things.

It has taken multiple hours of a human life for these inventions
What if these men too had surrendered to fate
Would we have made the same progress till date?
These miracles have given our life a new dimension!
Supriya May 2015
Light pours in through my open window pane
The warmth waking me up earlier than usual
Sunrise before six, in summer this is a ritual
I want to go back to sleep again!

Summer reminds me of the golden days
When we went bicycling all day long
When we hummed our favourite song
But now those days are just a haze!

Summers mean tasty, cool juices
Popsicles and colas iced
Jackfruits and mangoes sliced
Summer definitely has its uses!

Summers are bright sunshine lifting my mood
They motivate me to sweat and lose some weight
Summer has its charms to which all of us relate
Summer makes me feel refreshed and renewed!
Supriya May 2015
The light drizzle flirts with the ground parched
Which brings a heavenly aroma of the earth wet
Coolness sets in, the weather as good as it can get
The sky is lit with a colourful bridge arched.

The striped curve looks vibrant against the sky blue
Reflecting the elegance of the universe
Its a move mankind can never even rehearse
A beautiful scene, a splendid view!

The birds fly past the temporary creation
Feeling the freshness in the air
They know after a few moments its not going to be there
Trying to absorb the best of the formation.

Just as suddenly as it had appeared the rainbow fades away
Taking leave to make way for a new scene
These landscapes can never be created by any machine
As against nature, we have too many limitations at play.
Supriya May 2015
Shrugging she slumped down
It was one of 'those' days
Where things went wrong in a million ways
Changing her beautiful face into a frown.

Problems kept surfacing continuously
Answers kept eluding her
Frustration fuelling an ill-temper
Anyone daring to cross her was bitten viscously.

The throbbing vein on her forehead meant danger
Even her loved ones feared the scorn
She was like a poisoned thorn
The sweet loving girl was now a stranger.

She wondered why there was so much anger
Realization struck her that moment
Since morning she had not smiled with the right intent
The curved line was such a game changer!
Starting the day with  smile always brings positivity to it!
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