Fog : The Good Evil

It paints the surroundings, in mercurial white
The path appears, as if leading to heaven
You see on your left, or you peep towards right
You'll see nothing, but a sheet milk laden

Imparting the atmosphere, an air unearthly
This densely cloud, is such a treat to walk through
Especially in freezing, mornings those early
It's celestial effect one will, decipher to be of brew

Trees take the form of, looming monsters
Small stumpy shrubs, appear objects of awe
The smell smoky damp, that mist fosters
Mingles with the piney, fragrance of straw

Beautitude apart, it's a heartless impostor
An impairer of vision, wherever it thrives
Every fifteenth vehicle, turns roller and coster
Thereby it claims about, thousands of lives

Comes down heavily, on traffic of all kinds
Flights getting delayed while trains running late
Workaholics to home, forcibly it binds
Difficult telling how long, one may have to wait...

Ode to an Obsession

Since one August evening, my eyes when saw you

They've been craving, for more and more 

Your form mesmerizing, dazed them with a view

Insane they echoed, encore encore..!

When that alluring face, with tinge that golden

Inkling in charm inherent, formed a smiling bloom

I remember it how I, through days those olden

Wondered at its potence, at how much did it loom

You've been since then, for me a thrilling drug

The more I resist you, the more I need you

I submit my being, with a surrendering shrug

To my ruthless desire, to entreat you

Entreat you to bless me, with thy soothing flashes

So that these eyes weary, get embalmed with relief

Or let world this see me, burning down to ashes

Like I now burn in, smouldering embers of grief

I pray this immense yearning, someday meets its end

The pain it has dispensed, has been excruciating

My soul is now too tired, enduring this wobbly trend

I'd never wished to go on, just waiting and waiting...

The Beginning of Revelry

Petty petty happenings, have turned out

Exactly the way, I wished them to

I am here strolling, with you about

Only wondering, if that's true

Things around me, do bubble with zeal

World this seems, in a state of trance

Energy this vibrant, that I feel

Incites my being to dance, just dance

The moments I am living, at this moment

Were live once, only in fantasies

Seeing them go real, in world this impudent

Enthuses me with, breathless ecstasies

Your presence distinguished, O my dear

Has lended the atmosphere, a sheen sterling

World seems obsessed, with thy charm so sheer

Celebrates your presence, by dancing and swirling

The gaudy colors, of gyrating lights

When illuminate, your angelic visage

I feel so released, I feel delights

I wish could see this, throughout my age...

Sinister world

World is nothing but a cop unfair

The innocent you are, the more it'll ensnare

The more you try to prove yourself right

Fiercer it grows and threatens to bite

World is nothing but a hush-hush affair

Fates will swap and you'll just stare

Cite the history and you'll get to know

that arches went beggars and latter got to glow

World is nothing but a name of a game

Where people seek chance to shoot up to fame

Alas while playing they overlook the fact

That rules of this game have never been intact

World this abounds in demonic minds

Exuberance and greatness whenever it finds

Framing of plots instantly begins,

To trigger the process of generating ruins

World is nothing but a tumultuous battle

Where swords bloody clash and armors rattle

This battle's fate is due on doom's day

When hell or heaven will come our way

And the yearning ends

Day faded into night, I did not notice

Whether she'll come, still a mystery

Hope yet hasn't died, as if it opposes

Her chances to become, a history

Time seems speeding, as if running a race

I feel so restless, my breathes are heavy

Turn up O dear, with your angelic face

With eyes that shimmer, and locks wavy

Your coming to me, will be a remedy

To relieve my longing, to cure my pain

And if you come not, 'twill be a tragedy

My efforts for meeting, will all be vain

The space suddenly, seems enlightened

Scents ethereal, refreshen the air

Noise is now music, dims have brightened

Her person stellar, is surely here

I see her walking, she approaches me in haste

I feel like heavens, like object unearthly

I wish this rare flavour, could forever I taste

I feel so divine, a creature so worthly...

Yearning to meet you

I've been waiting, eagerly for tomorrow

Because there is hope, I will meet you

And if i don't, I'll be reeling in sorrow

Reason so obvious, I have missed you

Missed you my dear, that too like a crazy

So much that bounds, even I don't know

Missed you so badly, all else looked hazy

Only sight distinct, was your shadow

The days of yearning, I have spent

Without having, a glimpse of you

Have been to me, like chisels bent

on detaching bones, from sinew

As dawn breaks, for the coming day

The sun shines with semblance revived

Sure I will meet you, elated to say

But wait Ehte, she hasn't yet arrived

Don't be too complacent, that she'll come

Perhaps she has, somewhere else to go

There are people, about her some

Whom she'd prefer in her life, just so...