Soumya Scribbles...

Something was there in the early morning breeze I got up shivering. Last night it was you,not dreams,with whom i shared my sleep. The day began,memory freshened. It was time to think of you again. Let us meet in the afternoon I thought. I would tell u today that how much i love you. IS this what falling in love is?I asked to myself. love is what love and only love can understand. So I fell in love with you. How can someone FALL in love?? I rose up in love with you rather. You took over my nights from dreams. So dream came crowded in the morning just to remind me of you. This afternoon i don't care about dress I will b enlightened by your presence itself. this afternoon i will b optimistic Becasue I have given myself no other choice. This afternoon I will hold your hand n walk side by side Because i want to share my heart's warmth with yours. This afternoon I will rise up in love Beacuse i have seen the steps where love awaits me at the top With its serenity,maturity and romanti...

Disease,a mortal thing,very much our own. Pain,anxiety,fear all meeting at the same end. We take life as it is,for granted Untill a sudden nighmarish jerk- a halt to ur steady life flow. We realise at once how precious life is. Living normal seems to be such a desired thing then, though we were never satisfied with it in the past! Fate,frustration pins us down to reality. Disease,-the person gasps for a bit of fresh air Begs for one hour of sleep. We feel sleeping is important. we knew but now we realise that we are lucky to be breathing normally. On the uncertain path of future dayz disease named unease awaits us with the ultimate ambition of his- bleak,pale death cheats our life and time. Give life a chance,give living a thought. so that our lungs do not remain subdued our eyes do not get underpayed and life gets a chance to live its part.

On that riverside where sand turns to gold i stand surprised,what beauty nature unfolds! On that top of the hill,SUN beams reflect Ever saw any light so soothing,so perfect! On that village street trees dance with supportive wind My mind gets auspicous,how much more to find! the sea,where sky bows its head in respect deep blue color,who is its architect? When I look at His wonder son we,the mankind,God's own creation. Simple poem written in a simple way But the truth it depicts is gorgeous anyway He made us,wished us to realise His place Nature,with its utmost vivacity is standing, where joy is everwhere accompanying beauty and grace.