LOVE

Love...Its always pure...But to call it pure,expectations has to be kept aside....And that Love reaps everything.The fruit of Love is Love itself......

Feelings of the heart

Sweet and soft

Tender and blissful and

That is love

When stream of thoughts 
Wild and fragrant

With never ending wishes

You are in love

Heart do beats
For the one you love

And it do aches 

For whom you love

Never you lose

But you do gain

When it breaks

It does pain

Never no one knew

What is love

Unless they learn

How to love.... 

THE RAINY SEASON

If you have been to Kerala during a monsoon season then you will definitely know what the beauty of Rain is….Keep aside the thunder and lightning part, coz they are a bit scary.(It scares me, not sure about you) When those first droplets fall on that dry sand there spreads a fragrance, the fragrance of fresh sand…That drives me mad..

On such a rainy day while watching this down pour from my window, there blossomed a poem out of nowhere….Here it goes….

 

 Again came the rainy season

Chit chat chit chat rainy season

Pushing back the summer season

Hot hot hot hot summer season

 

Muddy pools everywhere

With no place to keep a foot

Jumping frogs splashing water

Shelly snails here and there

 

Paper boats sailing everywhere

With no near and dear

Cries of the 5 year old everywhere

For schools are open in this year

With the rocking thunder

And the lightning clouds

Have a shower in the rain

And enjoy the fragrance of rain