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Pinterest A light is needed to shine more A warm touch is needed to bloom more A romance needed to smile more A colour is needed to brighten more An affectionate shower is needed to live more © Anjana Lahuri@2020
Pinterest A light is needed to shine more A warm touch is needed to bloom more A romance needed to smile more A colour is needed to brighten more An affectionate shower is needed to live more © Anjana Lahuri@2020
Poor me I started beautifying me I tried prettifying me I learned embellishing me I stuck on to the obsession of decorating me As I thought it is the important requirement of all As I thought It is the sought out thing by all I forgot I could dance and mesmerise all I forgot I could sing and tranquilise all I forgot I could paint and hypnotise all I forgot I could write and influence…
I subsided under an orthodox cruelty I bent down to the family prejudices I shutdown to the society’s stage-acts I compromised for everyone else’s happiness but not mine I am haunted by perverted honour killings I am jinxed by superstitious witch-crafts I may be able to live normally Like nothing ever as beautiful as you happened in my life I may pretend solitude Like any suffering as you occurred in my life I can be…
Cutey naughty Squirrel Flittering up and down the tree Flaunting coily- twirly tail this and that Hushed on the courtyard to pluck a cereal spread on the floor Sat on the floor, Blinked and winked the twinkle eyes Robbed and grabbed the grain nicely Jumped from the ground to a secret place Ate some Stashed some under the ground Proudly felt it saved for future It kept on doing the hiding job actively As it…
Embrace entirely or a gentle tapping boldly Shake the hand swiftly or twist it fondly Smile by lips or a slight sigh with eyes Enact through actions or express through tears Lots of words or a short-sweet sentence Loads of gifts or a symbol of reminiscence A token of appreciation: A Thanksgiving A gesture of gratitude A receipt of love rendered A bow of owe For the services they rendered for you For the love…
You ought to leave the people who loved You ought to leave the ones who served You ought to leave the place that hosted It’s uniqueness you shared Your memories with them Your gratitude for them Your foot-prints on it Your loving about it Your heart weighs with the same fact; Your thoughts succumb with the same draft; That you may not look back: And see the place that was once part of your life;…
I get solace with your words I feel proud of your honesty I admire your selflessness I wonder your spirituality I honor your valuing of friendship I love your childishness I follow your concept of self assessment I respect your devotion And I am more than happy to wish my friend Wish you a Happy Birthday And more happy birthdays to come And more colors to sprinkle More wings to fly More strings to tune…
There is some story spread around In different versions in different conclusions I just caught something in an immature version as I am not a philosopher, neither a guru Who teaches inspiring versions to the knowledge seekers After creation of Vishnu, to preserve After creation of Shiva, to destroy After creation of Lakshmi, to the wealth After creation of Saraswathi, to the knowledge He sighed a relief when he got parents to take care of…
Time wheel, A dormant reel of the present A self set seal on the dark past A self treated heal of the scar cut in the past A self tuned deal of the coming dates It wheels and wheels and wheels….. Whether one likes it or not Whether one tracks it or not Whether one counts it or not Whether one preserves it or not Whether one directs it or not Never stops Never rests…
I wore Orange Lehenga creamy laced, stuffed in Orange-Cream blouse, wrapped in creamy half saree Orange laced, begild in platinum-gold jewellery I am glowing in Orange-Cream dabbing over my face, And I am waiting there as you wished, at the ledge of the snow-filled peaks over which burnt-orange stellate streaks of light spread on Maise-wheat background and splashed over my pinky cheeks, scanned over my curves, transforming me into an antique dancing figure, dawned to…
God has given a long thought for her creation He closed his eyes, gone to deep meditation He shouted for strong power as a personification He startled with the blow he felt through devotion He urged for immense patience as a form He needed to be patient till it is born He prayed for the knowledge to be moulded In a stature He read the chants to understand the layout stationed He wished for wealth…