I would not speak of love(Poetry Thursday)

i would not speak of love
that runs in my veins
nourishing every cell
of my existence
rather i would cherish
in silence
the fruits of love

the sweetest pain that fills
every pore of my self
in the absence of my love
and the ecstacy and the excitement
of hearing her voice
of having a glance

even for while

even ...even for a fraction of time...

I love you!

You are the ever fresh lotus flower
You are the song of the sunny spring
You are the stream of the ever flowing river
You are the full moon in the darkest hour

You are the oasis in the middle of a dry dreary desert
You are the cool sea breeze in a chilling hot summer day
You are the shine in the fresh morning dew
Oh my savior! I love you!

Roots (Poetry Thursday)

Go back to your roots
And you will find peace
You will find your anchor
Your cause,the reason to live

So far you tried so hard
To mix up and assimilate
The unmixable oil and water
Now its time to return to roots

Good or bad
Its there you belong;and
There lies scattered
The ashes of your forefathers

There lies your destiny
There lie your dreams
There lies your inspiration
There lie the words of wisdom

So go back to your roots
It’s there you belong
Where ever you may live; but
It’s there you will be buried

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Break the spell

I sit
And look at you
In silence
Take me away
from your magical spell
Let my eyes rest
for a while
Let me have some sleep
Oh! But that’s not good anymore
Even my dreams are full of you
Come to me O' my savior
Break the spell

Kicka-the cute cat

Picture courtesy Art-col.narod.ru

There is something
very subtle and special
in your ways
that does the magic
like the spring sun rays
after a long Siberian winter
there is something
sensuous and spiritual
in your voice
that blooms a smile
on my face
every morning
keeps my days light
brightens up my evenings
and gives me
good sleep at nights
there is a touch of magic
in your crystal clear eyes
that tell the story of
an innocent heart
just fallen in love

She is not an ordinary girl

(Sculpture by a Russian Artist)

There is a girl you must meet
Chocolates and sweets she loves to eat
Flowers and soft toys are her favorite things
She does not love “working out”
Instead she works day and night
She is not an ordinary girl

She loves to walk for miles long
Without stopping without a turn
Winds and clouds are her friends
Birds and animals play along
Water and fire obeys her wishes
She is not an ordinary girl

Spring sets in
When she begins to talk
Melodies flow non-stop
Her smile is harbinger of good tides
Fortune suddenly turns to your side
She is not an ordinary girl

The ambience lightens up
When she enters home
Cats and dogs sit in her lap
To feel a part of her magical touch
A little affection, a little love
She is not an ordinary girl

There is a girl you must meet
Chocolates and sweets she loves to eat
Flowers and soft toys are her favorite things
She does not love “working out”
Instead she works day and night
She is not an ordinary girl!

Life! (Poetry Thursday)

I know the event of the departure

So I would cherish you deeply

Go into your depth

Feel your breath

Get a part of your magical touch

Oh dear!

You have been such an inspiration

So far!