LOVE IS DIVINE

Tinkling of pouring sprinkle

I tuned in the radio

It was calling your name

Slithered in memories

I boarded the love train

The serene zephyr

Plays gently and leisurely

With my curly mane

Hides blush of your love

On my smiling face

When my tender

And choked voice

Slowly uttered your name

The frames passing by

Slowly stealing me

From worldly fibs

Every passing second

My heartbeat intensifies

I blend in your love

A little deeper

Pearls descending

From heaven

On my face

Soaked my soul

 With your love

I felt you in me

With my eyes closed

I only hear all around

Chimes from

The flute of love

Played from tinkling

Of pouring sprinkle

I am lost and besotted

Standstill on this ground

Your love is my prayers

This feeling is as pure as DIVINE!!!

WHEN I WAS LOST IN YOUR LOVE BOY!!!!

@Copyright 2011-Manisha Bhatia

MIDNIGHT DECEMBER

“Love”-As I utter the world or even try to compose a creation, at a slow pace I feel I am drowning in a deep ocean. It’s so vast and endless that sometimes I feel that no matter how many creations I write I will never be able to touch the core of the most precious and beautiful feeling in this world, which apart from being the most beautiful is the most painful feeling in the world. Love is eternal because all the other emotions are derived from the beautiful feeling called “LOVE”.

Here I present a saga of love of two lovers in midnight december...

A night to remember

Of midnight December

Down below the rocks

Through steep valley lane

Concealed from this world

Two lovers meet

In the midst of

Dense and dark woods

Playing hide and seek

They are out

Of everyone’s sight

They get lost

To weave enduring

Exquisite saga

Of love tonight

The tinkling rhyme

Of high waterfalls

Is the mantra

Nature will play

For them tonight

The lush green

Pastures drape them

In eternal swathe

As their lips lock

They taste

The tenderness

Rhythm of love

Has start

Beneath the calm

               Aura of starry night               

Nature will espouse

The divine dawn

Swathe of endless

Cobalt clouds

Will disguise

From this world

While they feel  

The sensation

In deep silence

They can hear

Shrill of their

High heartbeats

Passion soars

They discover

Several touches

They feel deep

Chaste emotions

As passion fumes

In this frozen

Enigmatic moonlight

With every move

Sensation zooms

Diffused intense

LOVE

They breathe

Warmth of love

Will burn

Their souls tonight

Their innocent heart

Has touched

Every untouched chord

Two lovers meet

Forever locked

In a night to remember

Of Midnight December!!

 

While the lovers meet, divine aura disguises them and shower blessings from all sides.

WHEN I WAS LOST IN  ME...

@Copyright 2011-Manisha Bhatia

ECHOES~

The events fly by night

Moments to and fro

Accretion deep within

The incessant starts

Eyes wedged

On the destination

They follow

Mind’s intentions

Deep sigh

Dreams are high

Each passing night

Tossing and turnings

Pangs of frets

In the sheathe

Of mysterious smog

Dead silence of

Frosty dark nights

Aimlessly

I just ramble on

The hidden secrets

In my heart

Since ages

Are locked

Icy breeze

Diffuse deep

Within the soul

Sometimes

When pain exceeds

My limitations

I drive pleasure

In desolation

Lost and frost

Suddenly

I dash fast

Mind and heart

In a cross

Till I sweat

My heartbeats

Implored to stop

In the middle

Of slender

And slippery lane

On my knees

Wrapped in

Cover of solitary

I could hear

ECHOES

Of silent squeals

Scuffles from within

All around!!!



@COPYRIGHT 2011-MANISHA BHATIA

WHEN I WAS LOST IN GOD

We all must have been through tough times in our lives when we experienced the most unexpected happenings. The events would have shook our core and there would have been a time when our soul must have cried profousely. We must have felt that this is what the worst that could have happened to us and now from this point our life will never be the same. I believe many would of us would have felt so.

We would have fought with our creator continuously with only one question- Why Me?

Our creator loves us so much that at times to open our eyes and clear our blurred vision he gives us sudden shocks. These days of pain and moments of disdain is actually the time when we get introduced to our real selves and we realize our real capabilties. He is our creator and his every creation is very special and close to his heart. It is just a miniscule effort from his end to see his children read his omens and pave their path to success and happiness for lifetime. We realize the justification of his actions at a later point of time in our lives and get more closer to him. AMEN!!!

 Dreams were lost and shattered

To never see light of the day

I fought with God

How can you abscond?

And leave me forlorn in middle of the way

Game of proposals and disposals going its way

Molding my future silently in your elegant way

The cultivation of my endeavors

Strong prayers the reason of persuasion

When fears were spying to chase my soul

How can you abscond?

I cried alone when I couldn’t figure out your trace anywhere

Silence dignified and personified was your way

I was indebted when I saw immense glory all my way

God I know we fought

All the way through this event

My pain reflected as tears in your eyes

Yes we are best comrades

And can always mend the ways

Yes God you have paved my path with gold

Enlightened with profound glory all the way all the way!!!

WHEN I WAS LOST IN YOU GOD!!!

@Copyright 2011-Manisha Bhatia



Return My Days of Innocence

Extremely drained out from the hectic week, as I was out from a crucial meeting, I was a little more confident and drenched with the sense of satisfaction and achievement. Yes, without any iota of doubt you feel contended at the end of the day which no amount of money can provide, because before anyone else you need to answer yourself about your actions and achievements. This was my profession but not my true calling since I discovered the real love of writing, as this gives me immense happiness at any point of time and any point of day. In my boring and meaningless meetings, where I usually speak only if there is a dire need to speak or time to take a stand, I am sometimes amazed at myself that I am busy crafting my thoughts into creations. After, you have spend one fourth of your life in studying prestigious professional courses and a short stint with few professional organizations you are confident that you will manage the work.

As out of meeting, I felt like a free bird and my feet dragged me towards my car, I didn’t want to be there even for a single second anymore. I geared up the engine and here I was on the broad open roads. I didn’t realize it was late evening and the weather was very bright, chilled and enchanting. Yes, often all the blue collared professionals inside the highest skyscraper of towns are unaware of the weather outside. 

O! To add to the beauty and excitement I see few droplets slowly falling on the mirror and here is what I witness an unexpected heavy downpour. All I uttered was VOW! , as I love rain and getting drenched in rain. Helpless I couldn’t do that in the middle of road.  I kept driving before I spotted a nearby tea stall and children playing beside in the rain unaware of the future, challenges, and a competitor world ahead. I couldn’t resist and parked my car beside to enjoy a hot cup of tea and the beautiful weather.

I couldn’t keep myself away now and joined the group of toddlers to once again dance in the rain, enjoy as if I have to return no debts or I have to worry about any gains. I wanted to cherish this moment when I was me. I wanted to enjoy the freedom. I once again wanted to live as this life would never be. After a brief tussle between mind and heart, I joined them. I was now immersed in deep nostalgia because fond and sour memories of my childhood were hovering in my mind. I was now completely lost in the reminiscences of my childhood and while dancing in the rain tears streamed down...

My arms wide open, I looked above the sky...

All I said to HIM above- “Return my days of innocence”!!!

The old tree of blue ripe mangoes on my parish’s turn

You and I used to play hide and seek around its broad trunk

The innocent days of our acquaintance and recreation

When we never bothered about gains and returns

Return my days of innocence...

The ancient citadel standing tall in the far-flung region of my town

We narrated tall tales to steal moments for jamboree of twilights

The broad patio where we gathered to perform innocent crimes

The robust structure enfolds memories of my childhood delights

Return my days of innocence...

The coverlet of endless blue sky in the radiant nights

Laid under the swathe of infinite luminaries shining bright

Charismatic tales of magic and fairies in the serene ambience

Tales of wisdom taught us the hidden secrets vital for survival in life

Return my days of innocence...

The luring green pastures spread was our extended playground

The early mornings chase were pure display of strength and esteem

Where we weaved the castle of dreams to touch the horizon

When we prayed together to get tall faster and reach for heights

Return my days of innocence...

When relations were void of raison d'être and prejudices’

They were nurtured with hearts full of love and compassion

When embraces were a gesture of purity and affection

When love and care was the elite reason of eternal union!!!

CAN YOU RETURN MY DAYS OF INNOCENCE?

As they say, God listens to the innocent prayers and so has he ours. When we were toddlers, we were attracted by the false charm and glitter of the world and we prayed to grow up fast and conquer the world. I am still innocent at heart, so God if you listen in my prayers now then all I pray to return back my days of innocence. AMEN!!

WHEN I WAS LOST IN ME!!!!!!

@Copyright 2011-Manisha Bhatia

NEVER CAST YOUR PEARLS BEFORE SWINE

I keep my words till end to assess the honesty at opposite end

My heart is very disappointed to see the trend

I am amazed at myself to expect the basic courtesy in return
I was let down to see how true colors of people flourished
They lack even the basic potential to show off and pretend

I practice reverence when I meet people from all walks of life
I am disappointed to see the changing spirits and vibes
Why they find it so hard to be themselves and gallant
I am amazed to see them fulfill mean expectations by phony talents
With no iota of doubt their trivial portico is two faced and hearts vacant

I practice silence when I meet imposters to assess my patience
I am disappointed to see the lack of basic humility and decorum
They try to pull you down from their mean attempts
Ironically they forget or essentially lack the vital edification
Law of nature says what you practice today always get back in return

I practice composure when I meet bigheaded to assess my humility 
I am astounded to see how they carry the heaviness of superiority on their sleeves

The layer of arrogance haze their judgment with false impression it will never cease      

They look out over the fact that time changes within the fraction of seconds
I am not madden on the contrary feel pity for their trivial actions

I practice humility when I come across jabbers and absurdity
I preserve calmness as they say brevity is the soul of wit
Wisdom does not allow me to pay attention on those who talk big
In long term swanks always learn their lessons and have their heads down
When you have faith he leads to destiny and rewards you very big

I try to distend in anomalous situations to assess my vigor and potency
I am amazed from where I gather strength to fight with full spirit
I practice to not come in terms till I stumble on my accomplishments
I am a maniac to risk very often despite I know things may never return
Holy "BIBLE" says- Never Caste Your Pearls Before Swine!!!

@Copyright 2011- Manisha Bhatia (When I Was Lost In Me)