Christmas Night

O Santa, O Santa, Come, I'll open the door

Come, come and show me what you store

In your red bag,

Following you like a zigzag

Shall be my own treasure

Which gives me real pleasure

O Santa, I shall have to brag

To my surroundings, to my friends

I really did held your hands

In all innocence,

We shared a dance

And laughed in abundance!

Eyes wide open,

I wait by the window, my heart so laden

With love and thrills, for you the snowman!

O Santa, how magical is the night

Even the snow glows so bright

All waiting for your appearance!

Lo! There by the window sill,

I fell into a deep trance

And knew not when you did prance

And left, in all elegance

My wonderful treasure!

O Santa, next year, I'll be gooder

And shall remain awake till you surrender

O Santa, I shall have that glimpse

That which craves all the children!

Doomsday

The end is about to come

So says everyone at home

 

What about those desires, those dreams and those tasks

Those not completed, those which the holy fairy asks

 

To the people of this world

Whether he be a boy or she be a girl

 

And what of their answer, should you wonder

Allow us a whole lifetime in this transient matter

 

They said with forceful emotion

We love our blurry illusion

 

The end, in that case, shall be delayed

Said our fairy so dismayed

 

Thought she, the earthlings cared not

For life, for its mundane lot

 

They litter, they destroy, they control

And they think of themselves as the great symbol

 

 

Do forgive, pretty fairy,

Do allow us to make merry

 

 

A pledge we take on this day

We shall learn to make our hay

 

 

With feelings of goodness

So that we shall always be blessed!

 

 

And so the end came not,

For the sake of Love's Lot!

 

 

Love for our earth, love for humanity

Love ringing the bells of purity!

The Nature of Life

When life turned into hell

No more was I the only Belle

Seen as the despicable girl

I waited, patient, for the end of this swirl!

Soon ended this misery

For she came, the holy fairy

Smile, said she, relax and be merry

For you shall no more be sorry

Letting go of this cursed fate

I sought out the solace of my mate

Handsome, charming and hypnotising

He had me all glowing and radiating!

Seeing now this cursed past

I prayed for this blessing to last

And when shall end this physical life

A new world will awake within my faith!

No more shall life be a hell

Even a pleasant one, as painful as a swell

For Eternity rhymes with the Trinity

An abode of peace and serenity!

While waiting for a new dawn

Of what use is my own garden

If, without love, it is now all barren

 

Dry and withered are the leaves

No more are they like the abstractives

 

Dull and morose are the flowers

No more do they sing like birds

 

Of what use is  my own garden

If, without your touch, it is now so stricken!

 

Pining in my own awakening

I seek my own uplifting

 

Come, come, O new dawn, come to my aid

Come, with your light, I shall no more be afraid!

 

Come with the touch of my knight

With his smile and his eyes shining bright!

 

Meanwhile, I shall be, in all my lines

Trying out to reach him through all the combines!

The days of yore, when youth rang its bells~~~

Queer years are those of my adolescence

Come, I shall enlighten you on their ambience

Eleven, being a pre teen, in search of innocence

I let my heart thump as loud as a bassoon in all indulgence!

All for a fair knight with a sexy sway,

Who went on his own way, anyway!

 

 

Twelve, I shined not as the happy dolls

A little duckling, as ugly as the trolls

I knew not any pampering

Nor did I get any acclaiming

 

 

Thirteen, being an anorexic teen, I became mean

And rebuked those who spoke, even spoke in between

For my world revolved, my own cosmos

The one which was dark in its own ethos

 

 

Fourteen saw the days of a good looking teen

So in need of love and to be loved as a Queen

Never did I cry so much for a cheat

Who called himself a good treat!

 

 

Fifteen became the reign of the solo Queen

Full of myself, I reached my apogean

Failing in tests, lacking in interests

Only my studies became my disgrace, nevertheless

 

 

Sixteen, I blew the candles on my cake with feminity

The cat in me now sought her own liberty

Mom forbid the lot called boyfriends

Though in hiding I sought for their hands!

 

 

Seventeen turned me into a sceptical spiritualist

Sometimes a believer, sometimes an atheist

Though I found pleasure in the mundane

I relished the holy verses, they took me on another plane!

 

 

Eighteen became my most sensitive age

I lost my heart for a man of aging age

He taught me the essence of the world of adults

A rotten one, toxic, evil and full of lusts!

 

 

Nineteen saw the dawning of the rebel

Now turned into a full believer of the maker of Abel

I rejected love since then

And chose to live by the holy Amen!

 

 

O jolly days, carefree days, where are thy ways?

A decade later, I crave for the past with its rays!

A sound mind in a sound body

A sound mind in a sound body

Such I learnt in classes, whether biology

English, health or chemistry

Even if ailing is the whole colony, said the teacher

Never forget the aims of living, being in the order

That of being on the same level,

With all the actors of the sequel

Being on the same wavelength over the needs of the BMI

For our good heart state depends on this, said the FBI!

And being on the same notes,

Without being parrots singing in rotes

Playing the same sounds on each instrument

Even if varied and diverse they are, by moment!

Having the same type of thinking

Clear, pure and devoid of any maligning!

This is what I meant, when I whispered, in elation

A sound mind in a sound body, for a brave new nation!

My naïve hopes, I am sure, shall be seen no more in mere vision!

 

The new course of the wind

The turn of the wind is scary
For the fragile fairy
Doomed, she thought she was in absurdity
In a world where love is a falsity!

The turn of events makes her shudder
Shall she now never be sadder?
Will the new prince make her happier?
For now, she has to check on her temper!

O Blessed Gods of the Red Heaven
Hear the shrills from the heart of the Maiden
Light up her life from your Eden
And give her a smile from your garden!

Blessed Life, Shall the fairy remain fallen?
She seeks only to find her mate in her abandon!
That shall be the time
For a brave new world!
 

Letter to my knight

These lines are for you, my Prince

Charming and idolatrous you are, there in your province!

Forgotten you have of my name

Today, it resounds with love, my fame!

 

Lamenting and pining,

All for your essence so magnetizing!

O fair one, tender hearted with grace

Come, and show me once more, that mace!

 

Protective, shielding, it calmed my restlessness

In you I found an abode for my own allusiveness

With my art, today, I shout out in dumb pain

See, see, how I miss your sexy mane!

 

For you does the world revolve,

For you shall it never dissolve

Such is my wish,

For the one whom I cherish!

Strange are those ways~~~~

Strange are those ways of life

Always filling me up with strife

To be in love and to laugh

Easily ends up with a cough

Strange always shall be those ways

Unless if you choose to be imbibed with rays

Golden ones from the blue sky

In this dark age, they may easily aerify

 

Gone are those days, when with innocence

Passion played with my essence

Subtly, comically, ridiculously,

This game turned me into a heresy

Why not even a blasphemy

O pray, Life, do show me some pity

When gone shall be my living

Remaining shall be my writing

 

Full of faith is my life, even if lacking in love

If my call is to be a sincere dove

In search of her own cove

With a fate so in need of her faithful mate

On a quest is my stature

That of finding my eternal armure

Found only in the crest of your arms

Always being, for my own sake, full of charms! 

Ode to my past~~~

My Beloved, with his tender heart and his fair gaze

Showed me what is the meaning of being in a haze

That one known as love

That one for which I became a dove

 

Pray God; show me my solace

With him, I shall be in good grace

Today, all lost and forgotten

 After eons have arisen

 

Yet, in the very abyss of my heart

I know, none other can be my sweetheart!

Living in his memories

Has become as vital as my arteries

 

O fair knight, I love your imperfection

Full of the Lord's desire it is, with all perfection!

Undoubtful Doubt

Could it be
That we will never be?
It cannot be
That we played with fire
Without playing the lyre
Could it be
That you are a liar?
Ready to jump into the pyre
My heart does bleed
And plead
For Mercy
I am Capricious
Even Luscious
In your bed
Always coloured red
Yet
You abutted
Never Pretentious
I am Anxious
Could it be
That you do not agree?
With my Faith
What would become of me
Should you let me be?
Without my Side
You will truly Hide
Your eternal Pain
In Vain.

None the more radiant~~~~

My pain danced on its own feet

Away from misericord, life can only be sweet

What you can see as reflecting

Is a shell with me in hiding!

 

Hidden, disguised, bruised

All shattered and torn

Shall my pain ever cease

Even if all glum is the morn'

 

Love meant for the seekers of truth

Love hidden between the parlours of youth

If I dig deep enough

I shall hopefully unmask the bluff

 

Pray let me close to thy heart

Allow me to play my own part

That of being a lover at heart

In your arms, my own refuge of art!

When Hope Sparked Again~~~

Lonely and dull was the path

Seeing the way, none could laugh

 

Disease hung in the air

Life seemed to go nowhere

 

Of what use would be living

If maimed, none would dare to be boasting

 

Desperate was the current flow

When hope sparked us all in one go

 

Dust flew in from the skies

Dust came in without any ties

 

Angels cried at our plight

Saddened at our darkened sight

 

So they gave us a boon,

Stardust, sparkling, in the heat of noon

 

Silvery, shiny, deep with hue

Lyrical, magical, it seemed not true

 

Those who did inhale the dust

Could do nothing except to let go of their lust

 

Life is meant to be lived

Life is meant not to be re-lived!

 

So, come, let us sing and dance

To the name of faith, in all abundance!

When Love gets Betrayed~~~

Would you imagine my shame
At the sight of my blame
To your love, my sweetheart
To that which caused us to part
Could you feel my pain
At that moment of black stain
When your lips shattered our sanctity
A marriage it was, based on sincerity!
O horrible truth! Harsh facet of life
Of what use is being your wife
When your heart beats in her arms
And blind are your eyes for my charms?
Never thought I such a blasphemy
Would befall our own matrimony
Pray let me show mercy
Pray let me forgive you truly
Impossible it becomes when the thorns
Prick my whole essence to make me become like forlorns!
Better it is to go each on our way
And let life guide us on a new alley!
Love, why do you become ephemeral
Why are you sometimes unreal
O Life do you have to be so cruel
Shall I ever dare to be once more affectional?!

A Romantic Story~~~

The darling of my heartling

Could do no better acting

With a bouquet,

Like a valet,

He turned me all scarlet!

 

Armed with his old pen, he hid in his den

And wrote for me, love verses, just like a man!

Then, beneath my balcony

He sang of his longing matrimony

Oh what a blissful symphony!

 

Stars could not not shine brighter

Angels who could not be happier

Everywhere, I could sense joy

His eyes made me so coy

And upon hearing his words, I danced like a toy!

 

Braving the laws, I decided one night

To set his love on loving light

Dressed in a rosy robe

I got hold of his ear lobe

And sang of my love, till we felt an obe!

 

My darling knight, my darling Lord

Let us fly on thy magic carpet out of our own accord

So that eternal shall be our story

Rhyming with pious sincerity

For each of our blessed glory!

Growing older in this age~~~

Strange are the ways of life
Transcient and temporary they may be
Yet with grace and fire, they flambe
Lovers of life are among the many
Caring not for the soul and its purity!

With life, comes the swells
Those which change the lovers
Girls become mothers
Mothers become grandmothers
And men turn into grandfathers

Swelling tides; do give us joyful rides
Never shall age have to hide
If laughter did not run wide
At the sight of those who turned old
When they could no more be bold

Sad truth, bitter truth in this age
To see our elders of olden age
Be thrown into the garbage
When no more do we need their coverage
But we think only of our advantage!

Strange are the ways of life
All that is alive after the journey
Has to be buried down an alley
Living is such a medley
Such came I to know after a brief survey!

My Own Bijou~~~

Nothing is more attractive

Nothing is more abstractive

 

Oh what to tell you of its worth

What to say of its strength

 

A precious bijou it is

I do cling to it like the addict to his cannabis

 

Nor is it ethereal

Nor is it ephemeral

 

How to divulge its essence

Should I tell you in one sentence?

 

It cannot be recounted

Except to those who are attracted!

 

What can be more covetous

Than truth, the light of the pious!

 

Abiding always to truth

Leads you to the path of sooth

 

A path meant for the pure spirit

To light and its meaning they do commit!

 

O pure bliss, O treasured edifice

Can one easily see through your artifice?

 

My own bijou, precious for me

Pray remain by my side till the end of my journey!

Why? Should ask the Lord!

Why, Would ask the Lord,

Why so much of discord?
Conflicts on the one hand,
Bitterness on the other one,
What has become of this land?
What spurred this craze for the anti-human?

Of what essence is humanity should you wonder

Why, to be lovers, brothers and sisters was written on the banner
What has happened to this strong wordwatch?
What has happened to have evil in detach?
Shall life make us moodier and brooder?
Come, shall I tell the Lord, come and watch

Poverty, social ills, drugs, all help in the making of thugs

Families broken, laws broken, health shaken,
All that is pure and sincere become smitten
Selfishness, egoism, materialism,
Not a soul caring for the trodden humanism
All seek to hurt and hate at a fast rate!


Trying to find solutions in dilutions
Trying to get satisfactions in battalions
Some tend to resort to crimes,
Others hide behind these poorly awarded primes
None is able to put a stop to all these conventions
Yet, all see only their blatant needs


Should You ask, My Lord,
Why so much of discord
I shall not have a reasonable answer
I can only show you in a sad note
The current happenings from my tower
Saddened! Scared! What shall be the ending of all this raucities?

Money matters

Regarding the materialist,

Whether he be a pessimist

Or even an absolutist

He always is envious of the artist!

 

Money wanted on the go

Money needed to go with the flow

Always counting the notes, the coins

Never wanting to be on disjoins!

 

If material whims are met

Greedy becomes the whole net

More of money, more of the wants
Even shall he put up with the taunts!

 

Not caring for the spiritualist

Money prefers to be alarmist

Coming and going with the tide

I prefer to be one enjoying the ride!

While flying in sincerity~~~

Loving is a common commodity

Ephemeral, temporal, it is based on the unreal

Even if it gives bliss and serenity

It has become a matter so trivial

Yet what could be the road to be taken?

After having found love in the dozen!

 

Can anyone claim to find sincerity

Pure and untainted love in all honesty

Filled with impartiality and veracity

Other than the Lord and his consort

Who can brag of love in all its sort

Love, on the human ground can be dull, truly!

 

Love now turned into lust

In the kingdom of just

Prying desires, horny melodies sounding on the lyres

Everywhere none can be seen except liars

O Love, pure and chaste

O Time, take me there in haste!

In seeking forgiveness~~

How shall I express this grief
It gives pain and bitterness in brief
Since the day I pretended to be free from guilt
My own loneliness I seemed to have built

Why? Why was I so blind?
So blind that I could not even be kind
To the innocence of the one whose essence
Made me shine in my adolescence

Love is obtained not in shops
Love, since that day, wrote only in stops
To give guilt, sayeth the Lord, is sinful
To pretend of innocence, is even more baneful!

Come, If Love is Forgiveness,
Pray show the note's worthiness!

Peacefully searching for it~~~

Peace, Bliss, Tranquility, all of it has been robbed

The evil bandit, finally, was not so noble!

Life, on the general, has turned ignoble!

With wars and conflicts, humanity now throbbed!

Should you ask, What is peace?

Without it, what is amiss?

Is it a state to be read in the famous note?

To live and let live, with ease in full throat?

Should you ask, I would turn to the skies

What has happened to this world so enchanting?

Where have the lost and golden gone into hiding?

Why, My Lord, why is peace rhyming with lies?

Peaceful are the poets, as the white dove

Dreamful are their ideals, full of love

Saddened at this loss of peace in the world

Ridden and tainted with sin, as if evil has been outhurled!

Remember! Learn from the world's history

Peace, when lost, robs you of your entity

Peace, when regained marks you with serenity

Today, shout out its name with zealous victory!

My life in my Bio~~~

Anoucheka

Cool, Moody, Dreamy, Sexy

Daughter of Nalini and Rajesh

Lover of God, Life and Love

Who feels sad at pollution, uneasy in parties and at home in libraries

Who gives friendship, warmth and gossips

Who fears the ocean, public speaking and her boss

Who would like to see the pyramids, the lions and the Taj Mahal

Who lives in a small island, too small a dot to be listed on the world map

Gangabissoon

Letter to Death~~~

Death, are you related to the obscure?

Death, you must be related to the living, for sure

 

If to live is to exist

And if to exist means to desist

 

What is the use of futile living

When there is no permanent meaning

 

Would it not be better to love and laugh

And hug and forgive even if once we could only cough

 

Death, powerful you may be,

With you, anything can cease instantly

 

If I live without harm, If I act without regret

Will my death's time be known, if already set?

 

Death, shouted the poets, we fear thee not

You may be the one with the best lot

 

Yet, we shall see that in eternity,

There, someplace where there is only serenity

 

That shall be when physical blindness shall maim

And with abrutpness, shall end my aim!

Ending of the darkened days

Dark are my days, darkened with pain Light and joy has flown down the drain All for a cause of an unexpected zeal Meant for a heart to be captured, my captain!   Dark may be my days, dark are the nights Amidst the agony, the coming days fill me up with frights Of what use is living in emptiness, in void If blank seems the mere existence, once the object of my delights!   Days are forever bad, luck seems so sad With fever, it would seem fortune is clad Love meant to the enjoyers of doom The awakened, devoid of love, are among the myriad!   And in the darkened depth, I smile Amidst the dark doom, I cross the mile For submissive to a fragile fate, I have experienced the holiness in good style!   Saved from the swampy marsh My Life meant to be one so harsh Yet joy to be my ending reward For treading the dark tunnel can be truly dullish!   Love, Love, remains the miracle Love and show mercy in amounts ample How can there be love in the dark tunnel Hope is there, for the end of the battle

Love Letter to the Lord

Of course, who can claim to be my lover
Eternally wedded to him I am, in the form of a prayer
That is you, only you, powerful Lord
Revered you shall be as long as I can breathe your word!

 

Seated on the highest altar of my heart
Forever you shall be the ladies' sweetheart
Even if the guys will want their friendship's part
My lover forever you shall be in your tender heart

 

Feelings are profuse,
You have been my only muse
Lighting up at all times my fuse
Tending at all times to my bruise

 

Blissful are those seated near the Lord
Guiding them he is,  always away from discord
Pray, altruist Lord,  Love me endlessly
I am yours incessantly, claims my harmony

Oh See, See this scary plight!~~~

Oh See, See the scary plight of the downtrodden

Lost and lonely, they tread that path, while praying to the atman

See, just see how they cry bloody tears

See their faces, all of their peers

Full of misery, full of agony

They lament not and wait patiently

Death shall surely bring victory!

If living is such an impiety

Can't the Holy Lord be merciful?

Saving those downtrodden from a fate so fallen

Shall give them a joy so silken

Yet, blind, deaf and dumb he chooses to remain

Even when faced with the venerations of those maimed!

Oh see, see the scary plight of those lamed!

Do bring an end to this era

Dark it is shining with all its aura

Sensitive souls seeking the uplifting

Glad shall you be in a state of rewarding

Patience, and remember my blessing!

Thus spoke the Holy Lord

His ways are surely the pure ones

As watchful and peaceful is his state

And mindful He is towards our fate!

Try to guess the word~~~

Brought to light by the ancient Greek Fathers

It gives us today loads of lively feathers

Encouraged by all modern law makers

It is a marvel for us all, freedomers!

A four syllable word it is

An immense power it decrees

Equal right to each citizen

Equal chance for all the batmen!

A fair system of governing

A power for the people, by the people

Made up of members of the people

To be sure their rights remain ruling!

Without it, revolving in autocracy

Life would be as sour as celibacy

No more free speech, no free press

No scandal exposed, not even in abruptness

Thou didst guess it right

Democracy celebrated with all its might

Legal advocation of freedom

Say it, Long live this bright kingdom!

Weather Forecasting for a new day~~~

Tomorrow shall be a new day
Even if your mood is all grey today
The sun shall shine in the hay
And make you feel like summer's in the way!

Raining it is like cats and dogs
Pouring frogs down over the logs
Rivers race and run to be the first
To get to the sea to quench their thirst

Muddy boots, drenched raincoats
Today you shall be the King of Oats
No need to worry, after a  night's sleep
The new dawn shall be shining deep!

Rainbows, birds, butterflies even fairies
All laughing and playing with the lillies
Such is the forecast for a new day
After you let go of today, oh so grey!

Hearts hammering at the sight of clouds
No more runny noses and black shrouds
Bees having fun in ballrooms or at ballets
Say Hey brave new day to all the valets!

Be an AntiTerrorist!

To allow the Dark Age to be outpaced
The Holy Books have been graced
Shouting out eternal words of truth
They have since long been disgraced!

Since his dawning, Man is trying to be a God
When he is in fact no less than a clod
Forgotten he has, of his own fate
That of being a puppet so animate!

...

Defying the powerful spiritual laws, he sins
Without any decency, he adores assassins
And without an ounce of pity, he destroys
Those living souls, who greets him with 'Ahoys"

Gone is his memory, blind is his vision
Dull is his knowledge and evil is his obsession
He knows not that God, even if glorious for some,
Deaf and dumb for others, is just as awesome!

In a burst of passion, God created man in his image
And chose of his lot as that of a wise sage
With sincere and devout feelings, he was to be a Mage
To love and to be loved he was to, as he is not a mirage!

Alas! The evils of darkness have won
A new word is today very well known,
Terrorism! Cruel, Bestial and Brutal
Man is aberrational and abnormal!

In my own way, I plead on this day to Man
Forget not our God, the ruler of this land
Even if He makes you an optimist or a pessimist
Be an altruist and Be an AntiTerrorist!

The story of life~~~

When fate decides to bring you love

Nothing can stop it not even the tearful dove

With love comes warmth and joy

With love red are the cheeks so coy

 

When fate decides to give you a kin

Be it a king or a queen, like you in skin

Life would require you to try the tricks

To turn your ruler into makers of sticks

 

When fate decides to have your kins married

There shall be none other than you worried

For three decades, their shadows you carried

Now comes the time to have your tasks buried

 

O Fate, who can be more powerful than you

With your magic wand, our lives change hue!

The message of love~~~

What to say of the ups and the downs?

What to say of those who are called clowns?

Better it is to laugh?

Or to cry in the bath?

Strange ponderings on my part

Inspired from the depth of my heart

Faced with the situations still due

I only wish to be wet with the dew

Shall peace ever reign this land, so foreign?

What to make of the glory of the sovereign?

Being a pessimist or an optimist

With faith, love shall have to persist

O life, filled with rainbows, so golden and so olden

Thy ways strange and conflicting shall be beaten!

Life is a dance~~~

Life, with your flow, I dance
And with your course, I sway
Sometimes with smiles which help me prance
Sometimes with tears, painfully red or grey


Life, beautiful for the lucky ones
Seen as the enjoyers, the swans
As for me, with my faith blooming
And with my youth blossoming


I pine, and yearn, like the Holy Queen
For the love of  my years as a teen
Where are you prince charming?
For your warm heart I am searching!


Life is a dance, whether a tango or a ballet
I live it with the zeal of an anklet
When I swirl and fly over the mountains
In my mind, I am rid of all pains


My own life, filled with my own strife
Fate shall you be kind to me in my afterlife
If I perform my moves with grace
And give the world a much needed solace?

O My Tender Heart~~~

Gifted with a tender heart, so pious

Life turned it into an iron core, so capricious!

The Age may be Dark, as said in the Holy Books

Does that make it legitimate to ruin all nooks and crooks!

 

The Gods can never be jealous of this prowess

Dejected, rather, they try to calm the mess

The evil hanging on the atmosphere

Must be cleared with love, so sincere!

 

Such ordered the great Seer

With urgency to his most devoted peer

Herculean, a task meant for the pure soul

Breathing with faith, he shall be on that call

 

Selfish, Egoistic, Materialist, Envy

All cling to my tender heart like poison ivy

Blissful may the world of ignorance

Sinful are its acts shining with radiance!

 

May the crow bring good news

May the storm gets loose

So that everywhere is cleansed and gleams

With the pure desire of the fairies’ whims!

The aim of Love~~~

Shall there be peace among the mess
Shall there ever be a cure for the abcess
That caused by a lack of acceptableness
That to be found in accursedness!

The healing word remains the one
Known as love, it is the most celebrated
At everyone's arms' length, accessible to anyone
In today's world, it is much required!

That healing word, magical, indeed a miracle
It was long ago foreseen by the oracle
To remove from our souls, so pure
The sins of evil so obscure!

Pray, May the Angels wave their hands
And let peace and love flow in all lands
Love shall make thee an aphrodisiac
For all the creatures of that one Zodiac!