Soumya Scribbles...

Do I owe life something For that day, Cladded in rain me watched You dance and smelt the air, As if an elixir enthused nature. Your subtle nod was enough to catch me into shivers and engage me in the moment of reckoning. A kiss hung in the air, And it was so obvious for us That we didnt realise Untill they met. As I held you In pride of togetherness and in the oath of love, the moment,the rain and the horizon all melted into us, and we into each other. SoUmY@ If you have it [Love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have. Sir James M. Barrie Powered by ScribeFire .

Hallucination And I thought love actually exists, Untill I saw the paranoia Cripping up to the face of trust Breaching the sensual history ,then and there. Perplexed The young poet tried to renew An old verse of simple feelings And got caught amidst nothingness That seemed too meaningful,by then. Disabled Paraplegic he became When his beliefs and ideologies Proved scathed and unworthy In the world of so called normal beings. Metaphor To enlighten himself with that extra bit He actually bridged the gap of Simplicity and assumptions To let his thoughts run freely,anywhere. SoUmY@ some random scribblings...Though Quatrains are actually four lined poems with rhymes,I have not maintained that part.Please do consider my ammateurish concept. Powered by ScribeFire .