Neglected

Lying neglected in the closet so deep

I knew my day would come soon

when I get to shine in the bright sunlight

when I get to smell the fresh air 

I knew you would come to me 

I lie in a corner of your heart 

Not significant now

I too was once momentous

Years ago when you got me first

There was no dear and near

Whose hands escaped me

And yes, you kissed me

So many photos clicked 

Of us together

Flooding across the social media

It must be coming back to you frequently

Now you remember me

Desperately Shuffling through the shelf

One look at me, and you despair

Oh how I changed through the years

No worries now

I'm here and you are near

We will make it together

This bond shall last forever. 

Expectations

Its a slippery edge up there

When you are on cloud nine
One little twist
And off you fall
From the sky to deep down below

They give you wings

You perch on the highest twig

In a blow

the twig breaks

and off you are on the ground

The delicate piece

of crystal glass

Enigma of beauty when held high

One twist of hand

and next moment its shattered to pieces

Such are expectations!!

As high as the cloud nine

The joy of the highest branch

The beauty of the crystal glass

Such are expectations!!
Slippery as the edge
Risky as the delicate twig
And painful as the broken glass

Expect as long as you can fulfill.
Don't let them weigh you down!
Dream big, expect small!

When you call!

Light off and light on,
goes my screen repeatedly
Anxiously waiting
for your call
Eyes glued to the screen,
waiting for your response

It brightens up

when you call

Makes funny sounds

and displays your pic

It dances to its tune

Shaking my whole bed

The two ends of
the long black wire
Make sure to get entangled
It is a struggle to set them free
As the screen lights up
when you call

It brightens up

when you call

There is a huge curve

from my one ear to the other

Eyes gleaming with joy

seeing your name on the display

I make my way out
to the terrace
So I can speak up my mind
Laugh to the fullest
And blush and smile
as I like

And when there is goodbye

My screen becomes black again

But the curve on my face

becomes even wider

And eyes await and check the screen

to receive the next call you make!

The cold winds of winter evening

Swish and whoosh!

Swish and whoosh!!

Went the winds in the street!

Creek and creek!

Creek, creeky, creek!!

My rusty window to and fro!

Brrrrr....stretching my jacket from all ends

to bring it together,

Hoping to block every single speck of air

From bringing me shivers!

The story of every cold winter night

Dark empty streets,

Ghostly silence of the nature

Dipping temperatures.

A warm cup of coffee

Brings warmth to the core,

A cosy blanket

A must for a good night sleep

A sturdy jacket

To keep the cold away,

A wooly fur cap

That saves my ears from freezing

To beat the darkness of mind and heart

Empty souls and lonely hearts,

A bear hug filled with love

Is all you need to beat the winter blues!

Nostalgia

It's great to be back
It's wonderful to be reminded
Of all the beautiful moments
Lived at this very place

A smile climbs up
Or the curve is downside
There maybe a small sigh
Or the feeling unknown

The warmth of the time
Of the friends and family
The feeling of belonging
The feeling of happiness

The moment stops

Its all once again

Right in front of our eyes

To relish and to cherish

Its like a rewind button

Playing our own life

In a slow motion

In front of our eyes

Our heart wants

The moment to pause

It's all there right in front

But its not

Lets re-live the moments

The smiles and the joys

Let us rejoice the memories

And keep them stored forever

In our minds as NOSTALGIA!

Destiny

You sway me hither

You sway me thither

Like a toy in your hands

You play

I rise with determination

You challenge my will

I fight the challenges

You throw in temptations

I juggle decisions

You make me change my path

I bend, I dive

You lay my path with thorns

I bow down to you

So mighty you are

My all due respect

So powerful you are

But will never give up

Will follow my path

Never be submissive

Never surrender my will

I will rise again

Will summon all my courage

To fly, jump high

Or to bend or dive

Let there be thorns

Let there be hurdles

Fighting all decisions

Fighting all temptations

I will stand tall

And make sure, at every step

You my destiny

Stand next to me.

Beauty

Lines so fine, like a decorative border
Crowning the center of attraction
Of which the color so deep
Still storing all the light

A depression placed perfectly
Like a crown to the curves

And lights up the space

when they curve up towards the sky

The lines running parallel

Storehouse of experience and wisdom

Settled calmly on the top

Glorifying the overall arena

The silver lining, 

like snow on mountain peaks

Highlighting the beauty

Like a crowned accessory

Oh what a Beauty!!

"You don't look 70!!"

True Friend

Standing amid a million's crowd,

my eyes set upon one soul,

though not the prettiest among all seen.

Still my eyes rest upon thee.

His golden heart shining bright,

Compassion, love, selflessness I see,

whose hand at every step I seek,

whose smile brings a shimmer on my face,

& frown makes my heart sink.

His presence remains assured, be it joy or dismay.

He seeks the reason to every tear in my eyes.

He helps me in my every decision,

Posing serious as an elder

And is yet as playful, when I need him as a teddy.

A brother, a sister, a guardian, a teacher or a protector.

He plays any role I need him to play for me.

In times of crisis, he's the one

I never need to seek,

O 'True friend'

I know, you're always there for me.

Pain in my Heart!

Given my soul away

Given my heart away

Left with nothing to hold to

Why does it pain

When it hurts

When my heart isn't here any more?

If you hurt me and its your heart

pumping inside me

Why does it pain

when I'm the one getting hurt?

Worry

Thought the brook passing by,
washing feet of mountains high,
of mighty rocks and soaring trees.

Destined, where shall I go next,
paradise, valley of flowers,
Land of riches, or land of poor,
Lined my bank, with artistry,

Or, paved along with refuse

be parted by the mid way peak

or split into my teeny streams

by a standing mass of sand.

Be welcomed by offerings

or discarded by wretched waste.

Worried and anxious
about the time to come,
trudged along the brook,
awaiting her fate in the
time to come.

Sprang in, just then, a tiny stone.
Unperturbed was he
watching the scenes passing by.

Surprised, the brook asked the tiny stone

if he knew what lay ahead.

"Why bother", said the stone

of what not lies in our hands

What's bound to happen will happen

Spoil our today, for a fated event

or live today to the fullest.

To be prepared for the ultimate goal

Why worry for what we know not.

The Dew

Flowers that bloom in the sunshine,

Look beautiful in the rain,

With dew that fell through the night,

Upon their leaves and petals.

The dew that falls, marks the presence,

Of someone who makes this world beautiful,

Of someone who likes to decorate,

The beautiful world he has made.

Core Idea of the Poem- 'Withering Leaves'

In our daily lives we do not value things. Their true value is realized when its time for them to leave us. Everyone loves the green young leaves, when our time is right, in our favor. On the other hand nobody likes the old withered leaves, but when its time for them to go, they seem the most precious to us.

When we have time, we consider them withering leaves, useless, garbage, we think we have our right on them. Like autumn goes, time slips, waits for no one.

And then we realize, this time is never going to return, just like the withering leaves of autumn, once taken away by the wind, will never return.

Withering Leaves

O withering leaves of autumn,

don't fly away come back to me.

I know, you won't return once gone,

and won't let me follow you

Haven't spent much time together,

I need more time to do so

O withering leaves of autumn,

don't fly away come back to me.

I know you have to go one day,

but the day would come so soon,

this, I did not know.

Come back to me, I love you dearly.

O hear, I plead you to do.

O withering leaves of autumn,

don't fly away come back to me.

O wind of power, of speed and cruel

leave my leaves, don't take them away.

Leave us for some more time, together.

I plead to you, let me collect

my withering leaves of autumn.

O withering leaves of autumn

don't fly away come back to me.

Like coarse grains of sand.

Slipped away my leaves.

Which, with love, had I treasured since days.

In a glimpse, disappeared,

to never come back again

O withering leaves of autumn

Alas! you'll never be back again.

Sherlock and Watson

Any mystery never left unsolved,

When Holmes is on the prowl

And Watson with Sherlock,

Certainly no mystery left unsolved.

May it be a grave murder,

Or a precious loss,

Things are recovered just as new,

And the accused behind bars.

However tricky the case be,

its solved within no time.

Any mystery never left unsolved

When Holmes is on the prowl.

Which of the following is your favorite novel?
 A Study In Scarlet
 The Sign of the Four
 The Hound of the Baskervilles
 The Valley of Fear
 Short stories(please mention in comments)