Amorphous Creativity

A glimpse here and a nudge there, making its presence felt,  intermittent and rare. Like the first few drops of rain,  after a long and dusty summer,  The sprinkle and respite,  mixed in their flavours.  The erect spine of a new book, the enchanting whiff of its pages,  Making me believe I have found  the wisdom and peace of sages. Moments of bliss and the seek follows, like a mirage luring your chase. I can go on with the  smilies and metaphors thereof,  Or I could simply call it,  The elusive love!

I see the hunger in your eyes, Its lust,  none of us can deny, Your settled gaze make me aware of our desires, fully clothed yet completely bare. The mask is loosening and quickly coming off, Uncaring of the jeers and impending scoff, We get rid of the doubts and  undo the knots, Stripped to the conscious, We make love  to each other's thoughts.

A little girl tiptoes around her mother,  Her mind full of questions and eyes wide,  Asking knickknacks and how's and what's,  Mother patiently answers with smile and pride.  The little girl grows to be a beautiful woman,  Knowing most of the answers and seeking some more,  Independent, hard-working and an individual,  And yet, a daughter and sister at her core.  Fate comes knocking and  A prince and his family enter her life,  Bidding adieu to her parents and brother, The little girl was now a wife.  Each day made way for a new one,  Together they started a life and a relationship grew,  Faced ups and downs hand in hand,  Each experience made their belief anew.  They decided to make space for a third,  Their household grew and more love adorned,  The family rejoiced and prayed for the months to come,  The time was finally here and  a mother was ...

Midst  the routine humdrum of life out of nowhere   a smile, word or gesture, gets the missing glint back in your eyes. Moments when someone  says they care,  relish these moments for they are rare. Days when you realize life is  much more than you thought ,  And you always had with you what you went out and sought. When you finally see that the best grades or that coveted job post, none were worth missing what matters most. When you find the meaning of life   is simple and pure as morning dew,  Pause and take some time out  to say a heartfelt thank you!

You fall in it with a sigh,  Always with a hope to rise high,  All you hear, then, is its calling,  But beware as they say, Love is a funny thing! Ignoring you go on, in a direction unknown,  You wonder, till now, how did you stay alone,  It captures your mind, only love songs do you sing,  Already forgotten that,  Love is a funny thing! Perfect or imperfect as the situation maybe,  It's not all rosy, time makes you see,  Not just happiness but sorrow too it brings,  Maybe its true that,  Love is a funny thing! What makes it worth are the happy times,  So, you start making lemonade of the given lime,  Together or apart, you find the feeling fulfilling,  You finally realize, that,  Love truly is a funny thing !

"I tried. But nothing is working anymore and I can't see you like this." He tried to justify. She didn't react.  He looked at her, with tears in his eyes, also with the last shreds of hope. But he should have known better. She still didn't budge, not even now, not even as they said their final goodbye... "I am sorry" he said as he watched them unplug the ventilator.

Fluttering heart and naughty butterflies, Made her believe in his disguise, He claimed and she believed, This was the love,  she had always  conceived Bit by bit the facade broke down, Tears followed every fight and frown, Breaking her trust was his final blow, Making it easy for her to let him go, He had turned from any stranger to her special 'Someone', only to go ahead and prove, He really was her 'Anyone' !

In the middle of a confused day, The sort when sun and clouds  hide and seek play, A messaged beeped and brought out the sun, "I shall see you at eight" She beamed and felt a rush, The rush of a first date! What do I wear, was her first thought, Before too many thoughts came pouring in a lot, What would we talk about, how would it be? The way he truly is, will I get to see? Her chain of thoughts was broken  as the clock struck an hour, She realized looking at the clock, Eight is not that far! Looking dapper, flowers in hand, He arrived not a minute late, Checked herself out for the last time, Wearing a lovely smile, she greeted him, Knowing she was ready  for her date at eight!

Little tinkling drops of rain, Splash and hit my window pane.. A smile appears on my face, As the rain never ceases to amaze.. Its nature's blessing for romance The perfect excuse and a great chance, For a long drive to no where, An excuse to show you care,  Or to have a heart to heart, To find new love too, it could be the perfect start.. A season to let go and have fun, Alone or with someone, It turns the dull city into green, There something about it  that is calm and serene... Monsoon can make your hearts soar, So welcome it and get drenched to the core...

The world existed and so did I, Lived life and moments went by. Some brought a smile, Some a cry, But I moved on knowing They will last not more than a mile. A moment brought you along, I was enveloped as if i belonged, The journey of togetherness began.. All was rosy for a while, The problems were brushed off Only with a smile, In time the problems grew, the relationship entered a phase new, I thought we were strong, That we will always hold our ground, The huge tide of problems  proved me wrong, The rosy picture was in tatters, the huge tide took over all that matters. The relationship broke down and so did we, You weren't the same and I wasn't me. The toll began to show, It was over long before we knew, Still, we tried for a beginning anew, Only to realize the end had come, It was over before we had begun. P.S. This is my second sad poem in a row.But that is because I have just recently let go off something i he...

Broken promises and the hurt,  Beautiful relationship stuck in a rut,  But I believe, The sun will overshadow rain,  Come, let's give us a chance again.. Meaningless words said,  To crazy fights they led,  I know, we drove each other insane,  But I believe,  we will get over the pain.. Tiny little string of hope,  Binds us like a strong rope,  Our love will overshadow the pain,  Let's fall in love again..

He gives his hand for her to hold out of a train slowly picking up pace and she runs at full speed (Completely decked up for her own wedding) and grabs hold of it. The heart soars and curtain falls. You come out of the movie with expectations set "Chopra and Johar" movies high. We have a huge appetite for love stories and happily ever afters. We have been brought on stories of princess who needs to be rescued, an evil stepmother/father/family or animal, dragons that breathe fire and a prince charming who on his white horse slays everyone who comes in his way of getting to his beloved princess. Eventually, every prince and princess walk into the sunset and stay happily ever after. We grow up expecting something similar, if not exactly the same, happening in our very own lives. We grow up expecting perfection, which we find out, exists only in stories and movies. The prince in our life almost never behaves like the hero and prince. He rarely does the right...

A walk in thru the door, Crisp formals and with it a smile he wore. Confident stride and a wave, looking back, I recollect, Just that made me rave. Time started to move at its own pace, Each day made the office, my favorite place. Every glance and word gave me a rush, Unknowingly, I had developed a huge crush! I Waited, letting my impatience grow, He was oblivious, I thought, But little did I know. Surprising me, He declared his stance, and That was the beginning of our beautiful office romance... P.S : My little Space on the internet completed a whole year on 22nd May, 2012. It has been a beautiful journey till now.And it has been this fulfilling only cause of lovely readers like you.A very heartfelt thank you!

The sun rises  And the day begins,  Goes on to end with Some failures and wins...  Life goes on but,  I wait for those few  moments of bliss,  A sign from you,  Saying I am missed..  Lips smile but the moments   making eyes twinkle are few, Not much feels nice as I am away from you! P.s : Exams have kept me away from home, Him and blogger. :-( As a result I have missed out on reading all your lovely blogs. Exams are still on and getting over soon.Once those are done, I will be back to where I belong! Counting days! :-)

It was instant chemistry.I was taken by her in the first glance.She was mesmerized by the way I touched her, she later said.It was serendipity at first sight for us. They tried to stop us.Warn us of the potential difficulties.But we were in love.Nothing else mattered.Besides they can never see how beautifully we complete each other. Its said that love knows no boundaries and needs no language.I know why.I write what I have to say to her on her palm.And she makes sure I lip read her words. She never missed the eyesight she never had.And her voice, was the only sound i regret not being able to hear.

Dreams come true, they say My belief in these words i lay, As i walk along with you I see, what i think are, on leaves few drops of dew! Soon, drizzle picks up pace, A huge smile appears on our face. Eyes meet and then the lips, Drenched, we kiss! Some might call us crazy and insane, They don't know it's our first rain!

A beautiful dream in the eyes, Short prayer on the lips, I am aiming for the moon, Giving the stars a miss.... I hope and believe my dream will come true, I see you next to me and my belief is stronger as, One of my dreams are you...  

We smile, we talk, we share, We nurture, grow and we care.. We fight, we argue, we do it all, We get back and it takes just a call. We try again but sometimes we fall, Holding each other,we again do it all... Off balance, missing a turn, Sometimes we think it lacks the fun. Comes along one moment, out of the blue, Making me fall again in love with u! Who are we? I sometimes wonder.. Two souls tied by a thread so tender. Is name the identity of this thread? Or are we just two souls who cared! 

I look around, i see no one.. Feeling scared and undone.. Just when the tears  were about to flow, You come ahead and  things change in a go... The dark clouds part, and the sun suddenly  comes out to shine.. As your fingers get in the spaces between mine...

Dear pudgy naked toddler a.k.a. Cupid,        Yes, your time has come again.Bring out the rusty bow and quiver of arrows.Fly across the world and "hit" anyone you like.You don't have to worry about policing.Moral or otherwise!So just go poking. Is this you? Really? Now,to be really frank, You surprise me.You know its nothing personal(not too much at least) but when i imagined the messenger of love i didn't imagine a barely clothed only enough to save his dignity, notorious kid, hopping around with bows and arrows in hand and hitting anyone as per his whims.That is some imagination, whoever came up with you. Its not only the way you look that bothers me, that you can't help, except wear some clothes, for starters.And a bow and arrow, really?Isn't that a little outdated?Why would you still stick to it despite the fact that the whole world is on Facebook.Just poke.Its non violent.And equally effective.Seriously kid, you need to grow up.Times are ch...