My string of pearls

I sit down

Conjuring every memory of you, that I hold

Every little memory from the abyss of my heart

Collecting it and placing it on my potter’s wheel

And making a pearl of each.

Small, Bright, White and Bold

With my treasured pearls of you

I sit again.. and one by one..

meticulously I string

all of them into a necklace.

A necklace of you

And, Wear it close by my heart

Real close ! Real close!

For that is all I have now

A string of pearls,

Made of you!

Ma ❤

When cozy hugs and warm smiles seeps through each pore of you!
When you are a blend of, equal parts of love unconditional and tactical toughness together.
When you wake up before the day breaks and sleep after singing lullabies.
When you are never tired enough to answer the door, neither in asking "what you had ?"
When you don't mind standing for your own, nor giving a knock when needed.
When you know, when to pamper and when to chide
Also, when to comfort and when to let the tears flow.
When you know, when to become my rock, and also let me learn to be my strenght too!
When you have your opinion and give me spaces to make mine too
When you don't pass judgment and just hug me tight .. the way you do...
That is when I truly feel blessed to be a part of you !

 Ma ❤.

*Phoenix*

When all that is know becomes unknown.
When all the colours fade into the grey.
When all the rhyme and music becomes silence.
And from the ashes of nothing you raise, Obliterated and Nascent.

A Phoenix you become.

~You~

You have been my invisible umbrella during rains
You have been my music during thunder storms
You have been my shade, when the day is ablaze
You have been my cucoon of warmth
In days of gloom and night of bloom, you have been there
In my tumbling tears and sad smiles, you knew
My happy days end with a conversation with you
You have been there,with many sighs though,
Yet, You have!
You just have.. been that invisible thread that binds my sanity together in this chaos called life.

You ❤.

Love

 

*CANVAS*

There's a palate you hold
There's a palate you hold

A palate filled with shades of colours
Bright and bold ,Dull and gold
Some colours .. oh so cold..
Now, you choose
Choose to paint on to me the colours you hold ..
The judgements you pass and the opinions you frame ..
In me the question arises " Am I the same ?"
Am I the same .. Am I the rainbow of opinions that the world hold ?
Do I become the shades of your judgments passed ?
As you paint on to me your colour, am I that?
Am I that?
Now, listen ..
You are the painter and I the canvas
A canvas of pure innocence I stand
A canvas of plain and emptiness for your shades to fill!
A canvas of space for your opinions to occupy..
A canvas is all I am ...
A canvas is all..
It is your shades,
of bright and bold, dull and gold and sometimes cold,
that paint a picture on to me .
A picture I hold.

The feeling flow

Could a blind man know shades of the rainbow?
Or a deaf differentiate between somber and melancholy? 

Can a mute possibly convey all his thought?
You, me and he are parts of a whole called humanity
We are not equipped to do it all, but we do feel the vibrancy..
The vibrancy that's spreads
In every shade of the rainbow, that beat in your tap and every glance that is not unrequited!
As these sensation seep, resonating in our hearts, connecting..
Connecting it all in shades of heat and cold you feel
In the battering beats of the wild winds and the breeze that leave you yearning for more
In the dance of the eyes, oh so passionately conveyed…
Connecting it all.. in our heart
It is in our hearts where the throne of our kingdom resides..
Our hearts is where the very life beats, breathes and blossoms
No matter how you portray, its origin is..
Our Hearts.. From where we extend compassion..
Compassion being the most elevated form of love
And love is the abyss of silence that exist but not noticed.
Like the screen in a theatre.
Which is existential but invisible.
Love is felt.
In the heart
A hearts that beats
A hearts that breathes
A heart that blossoms 

Is a heart that lives!