"mansoon" poems
'I will find you'
Sun hate you, why you are so bright..
Moon see you, he lost his moonlight
It's your shine n 'Theia' loos her eyesight..
It's secret between Me and you
&Promise to keep, I will find you
Your coloufull soul that flower steal colours
It's so enriched mind, that 'Chrysos' begs you gold and dollars
Mansoon feel jealous, why just for 'you' rain showers..
It's gossip between me and you
& promise to keep, I will find you
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 6:31 AM UTC
It is the music behind the parting doves,
decorated with cries and screams.
within the pauses ,including the hugs of love,
like singing the magic of spring kissing the autumn leaves.
It is in the heights to kiss,
and within the depth to get.
there it includes room to success,
followed by failures on the way to be met.
No gurantee ,in the next moment someone can decieve,
and also there are million moments when endless love and affection you recieve.
Sometimes you will have a hand to hold you,
and sometime you will lend your hand to hold someone too.
There is no margins to escape the vicious schemes ,
like no traveller could prevent to quench thirst in the mansoon scene.
It is like the painting hung on the walls,
where the painter drew his dreams.
Which has the tall standing mountains,
but between two successive peaks always a depth attains.
The magic he knew is life is of extreames.
And he paints a burning sun ,
shining bright crimson red,
and his picture can be seen.
Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 6:37 AM UTC
Poseidon crush those pearls to powder
I get high on tidal tears that cascade
Crashing down from blushed cheek to chin
Dive right into those pools and wade
I'll willingly catch your undertow
So long as those tears ebb and flow
There's something so sweetly enchanting
Seeing a man with warm tears welling
Poseidon sink his ships and treasures
Then conjure only gloomy weather
So I might be able to fully savor
My salty seamans tearful endeavors
Jun 13, 2021
Jun 13, 2021 at 12:31 AM UTC
We will meet..
Beyond the sky wher stars lies..
Top of heaven where angles flies..
Where love and possesion boundaries fades
When gray life gets 50 colourful shades..!!
We will meet..
Where every raindrop has lust of grass..
When times stop,but memories run fast..
When rainbow in sky welcomes mansoon.
If this happens darling, then will surely meet so soon..
We will meet Again
Jun 14, 2019
Jun 14, 2019 at 1:33 PM UTC