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Love has its reason's, reason's it doesn't know !

Mrunalini Nimbalkar
13/052023
There is more silence than silence itself maybe it's the beauty of being or just may be a bit of soul searching !
Whatever it is , silence is bliss.
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Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
Silence is blissful
15.04.23
In peaceful calmness of nature,
Upcoming sun blends smoothly
into horizon’s eternity,
Turning scenes of the day into eternal beauty.

Amongst swaying trees and golden sands,
varied structures, myriad colours and heavenly fragrances entrance distant lands.

Tiny buds bloom into beautiful flowers from the magical creativity of nature, mesmerised I behold the divine fragrance of different flowers,
reminding me these are messengers of divine artistry,
Awestruck ; when flowers bloom in distant lands with the same chemistry.

@Mrunalini Nimbalkar
12.03.23
A recent trip to newzealand  inspired me to write this poem after seeing all the summer blooms, Flowers truly have the capacity to lift up your spirits.
When you doubt the power of Supreme,
you face a lesson,
it imparts believes and in the wake of every dawn you become a learner again.
Guardian angels lead the way ,
Bringing you back when you go astray ,
Trust becomes the route and miracles await as fruits .

When you doubt the power of  Supreme,
he comes as an unseen blessing,
Intoxicated in hope, joy and peace,
beyond your flaws you search within.
In his power and care,
positivity you breathe in.

When you doubt the power of Supreme,
God's windows open wide ,
broad daylight gleaming,
consumes the threatened,weakened mind,
World of illusions plays blind,
Prayer of reassurance is all that you find .
Keeping the attitude of gratitude,
you know the divine has always been kind !

Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
17 th January 2023

Almost a week into a near fatal accident , I can only thank god for
saving us ...it's only a miracle of sorts and I am still speechless.
Have a safe year all.
In your majestic form you bloom,
my eyes behold the festoon,
oh ! pretty Magnolia, you steal my heart,
fragnant hues of pink , indeed nature's work of art .

Mrunalini  Nimbalkar
30/12/2022
It's a wrap up of 2022...
Thank you
We celebrate our Centenary Year of Invisible Goodness,
With pride, passion and fun all across in an ambience of Godliness ,
in our alma mater Divine Providence.
Our principles , our teachers all gathered with pride as we all take life's next stride.
Bow to their teachings that remain etched in our hearts,
Schools always play the most vital part.

In a world full of love each of us entered back into a memorable flash back ,
some with aspirations, some with joy , a little tear and little sigh,
Forever with heads held high.
With happiness the angels blessed us all as we rejoiced the event in the assembly hall.

Christmas around the corner,
We looked lovely in Red and White,
Spreading positivity with radiant light.
Making the atmosphere bright.
Hugs and love , laughter and giggles
Bringing out the childhood chuckles.

Food and music , dance and grooving ,
Photobooths and classroom recalls,
Everything seemed to make our world moving .
Innocence and purity of friendships beaming ,
joys of yester years still blooming .

Far away from the daily grinding ,
life suddenly is all out and about childhood memories rewinding.
Although scattered around the world nothing can do us apart ,
for we are all bounded by friendships from the heart .

A momento of pure love we cherish in our heart ,
until eternal rest does us apart.
This is what reunions and centenary year celebrations do,
Making the bond stronger and inseparable,
it's simply impossible to say adieu !

@Mrunalini Nimbalkar
18/12/2022
This is dedicated to my friends from my school on our school Centenary celebration day . Hip hip hurray !!!
Divinites in full glory ,take out a peace rally .
A curtain raiser they perform to all that a hundred years have bygone .
A small shelter to a young school and maturing into  a fine one ,
My Alma Mater has seen it all, come together under the sun.

I lie awake in bed
with thoughts swarming around in my head.
I bet none of us back then ever knew,how many things a teacher can do .
It all goes beyond sharing knowledge,
the infinite shaping of life that takes a lot of courage.

Loud and triumphant! Bellowing from the rooftop divine glory rings true.
Hail my school ,that you always will,
for its your values that are your conquered skill.

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
10/12/22
This one is simply inspired by my school's centenary celebrations and i completely owe it to my school .
Divine Providence.
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