Let me love..

Let me love
whole the night.
Let me love
till sun is bright.
Let me love
to feel the warm.
Let me love
to fall your arms.
Let me love
to dive in sense.
Let me love
to become insane.

First Time Dating

We make relations or it makes us?

A new morning of vision.

When early morning you're desperate to see the message for which waiting so long. But a blank emerges there and you try to hold yourself anyhow for the sake of life.

A call by you

Is death easy from life?

Why Suicide?

Where are you?

It's raining here,
My eyes are still outside
peeping from window,
gazing tiny droplets,
which are welcomed by flowers.
What's happening outside,
its all looking vigorous to me.
The smell of watery soil is
nagging me.
Because you're
missing from the scene.

Decision of an hour.

My hours of leisure
I spent.
I was sure
To place vacant.
You said to stay
With me whole night.
I was ashore, in observing
The manners and dispositions.
A CALL from your side
Was enough
To grave my enthusiasm,
I was craved for.
Nothing you said except,
'Be practical'.
...........
You left nothing to me.

I need you breath to breath

Why the way of suicide?

Suicide is not only a word
That means
To kill themselves,
But a murder.
When they smother the sense,
Feelings, expectations, relations.
Human being is creator,
Why don't want
to live in harmony,
Feel themselves as defeater,
Why there is so monotony?

Words can do magic?

Words are words.
Its have own worth.
It never hurts anymore
but when it does,
no healer is for its.
It's nothing and nowhere
but makes the life buzz.

When the words
heel the pain,
As much comfort here,
apart from it
no satiety and the gain.

Words are the only
who provide
a curve of smile
on our face.
Words never know
community and race.

Where are you?

The morning 

seems beautiful,
when a bud 

turns into flower.

The good enjoys 

own dignity,
and the evil 

looses its power.

When a lyric 

flows on rhythm,
Fragrance smells 

like shower.

Everything is 

nice and so cool,
where are you 

to feel this hour?

Missing you

Eyes are
missing you
because
Its fail
to replace you.

Where I've to go...

Roaming aimlessly
in the vast empire
of your genuine sentiments
without having destination,
never thought
where I've to go...

My wedding Gown.

I'm so crazy,

not for my marriage

but my wedding gown.

Which would leave 

a permanent mark 

of sentiments,

the very first night

when you'll unveil it.

My emotions will dissolve

in you.

it's my passion.

My words to you.

I feel 

the every beats 

of rhythm

when

I pen down 

the words

of my

universe.