Love never dies a natural death.
Replenishing the heart and soul for awhile,
Catching on to every moment to reconcile.
When veils of deceit get woven with threads of treachery and the art of dubiousness.
Sometimes in love the majestic aura conceals a mercurial mind .
Love is a subtle killer,an unstable mate ,
Heartbroken; yet doesn't care for it's fate.

A fine thread of art and manipulation interwines to create a baneful masterpiece.
Death ; alone now a soulmate searching for the love filled heart .
Parallel they move;  both love and death,
Up for the finale they both stand ,
Beyond the horizon they expand to explore the pain as best as they can .

Love and death is the destination that all shall share ,
Onwards journey into an infinite slumber, as much as one may care.
Love awaits it's ultimate fate,
Unshaken and not mistaken the vicious cycle moves,
the angles now unerringly fit into the grooves.

Finally death is an invitation to return home.
Alas ! Its is so terrible to love something that death can touch , a futile love angle with nothing much !

@Mrunalini Nimbalkar

Oh dear waves go reach the shores,
let newer stories unfold to the ocean.
If there are dreams , I am never too old.
let me dive into my passion.
plunge into the depth of gifts that are within me ,
A treasure trove of high tides of compassion,
a mystic journey into self recognization.

@Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar

Life is a comedy ,life is a tragedy,
Destiny rules .


@Mrunalini Nimbalkar

Some day ,one day you will find love that calms the soul.

@Mrunalini Nimbalkar

I fell ,I learnt ,I laughed ,I rose,
You laughed ,you mimicked, you laughed again,
How much did you fall ?

@Mrunalini Nimbalkar

Time killing is time killing ........

@Mrunalini Nimbalkar

Standing on the pier,
seeing the sunrise,
the stillness in the waters,
the depth and the vastness,
transporting me to profound calmness.
When shaken with daily mundane and powerful thoughts,
the kiss of the subtle raindrops making me aware of my existence,
Nature teaches you to raise above the notch
Soothing the soul's wandering thoughts ,
I see myself repeating the process and then life goes on .

Nature has a magical touch, healing you with its beautiful art.
feeling the process ,being in oneness.
against the journey of multifaceted, painted minds, fluorescent lights and calender arts, sits me with a wandering heart .
As the depth of the day turns into a dark slumber,
counting minutes as if it was only the number,
then there gleams a reflection of the moon,
Yet again painting pretty pictures into the heart,
raising the hopes, not everything is lost.
Nature's gift is free of cost.

Not differing with who's who,
allowing to absorb everything old and new,
No questions asked,
rejuvenating and renewing energy, invoking hopes as I move through the woods,
long before I am lost.
nature trails leading to pasteurs green, absorbing the beauty of distant hills,
freeing the fears and embarking on newer thrills,
nature teaches life skills.
finding myself to grow and branch out from within ,
The soulful nature plays the mindful guide you are seeking .

@Mrunalini Nimbalkar