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Manisha Bhatia
Manisha Bhatia is the author of book, When My Father Cried, a romantic fiction novel released on 4th September by Story Mirror at Oxford Bookstore :)
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DEEP MYSTERIOUS EYES






Those deep mysterious eyes
Depth of ocean
Darkness of dense forest
Plethora of long tales
I found floating inside
As I sat to watch them
In the deep silence of dark night

The ardent pain
Carrying since long
Trying to conceal
Beside corner of mysterious eyes
Pouring down slowly
As I sat to watch them
In the deep silence of dark night

Intense liveliness narrating long tales
A sheer vocal not required
To complete carrying since ages
Beauty of those magnificent eyes
Is reflection of her soul
As I sat to watch them
In the deep silence of dark

The calmness which prevails
Innocence thy hem in
Lifetime will be ever less
To feel composed details
Purity so profound inside
As I sat to watch them
In the deep silence of dark night

The depth was so innate
Heart craves for more details
Wish moment retains
Dawn doesn’t ascend
As she turned to me
Our eyes met and engrossed
They took my breath away

Earth is now at standstill
We were quiet and still
I was smitten
Feelings were pure and sure
Desire to get lost
In depth was at hilt
In the deep silence of dark night
In those Deep Mysterious Eyes!!

N I WAS LOST IN ME...............


I WAS LOST IN ME- CREATIVE THEME














Engrossed and lost from dawn till dark
Mind tossed up once again the gains and loss
Glut of emotions accumulated in my heart
A podium to harness the glow of flow
A podium to erect my broken pieces
Notion of INNOCENT ATTEMPTS was born

Attempt for creative soul to find place
Attempt for creativity to have wheezing space
Attempt to break the chains and set soul free
Attempt to dance in the rhythm of creativity
Attempt to pour it down
Attempt to get in lost in ME

I remember my days of seclusion
I was in dire need to have fellows around
As darkness appeared they left scene to be never found
When pain surpassed and heart could not confine
I remember that one dark night when I sat to pen down
I discovered my lost self, that moment couldn’t be defined

I became my best acquaintance
While I consoled myself that all will be fine
The daily tussle inside me calm down
When I decided to cherish the learnings from my life
I decided to not succumb and give it a fight
Every affair has two sides like of a coin

Poise of my creations glow on my face
Faith is an inseparable part of my tender fa├žade
I have discovered an incredible faction of creative souls
An old adage says whatever happens is for a reason
You will discover true findings at your destined right time
All the events are part of this cycle called LIFE
                   
While I was casual in the creations
Innocent Attempts developed a dedication
I never realized slowly it was becoming a passion
Deep insight blended in the character
My horizon now broader and profound
Fears melted down inside heart whenever I sat to pen down!!!

N I WAS LOST IN ME!!!!

I AM CRAZY FOR U JOHNNY BOY- Dedicated To My Fav Bollywood Actor John Abraham

Johnny Boy…………………………………
I am crazy for your dimpled smile
The naughty twinkle in your eyes
Charisma so bright
One thought in you
Sweeps me off my feat
In the middle of night

You possess Greek god guise
Tenure of deadly combination
Tough facade with supple heart
Is the most matchless highlight
Sweeps me off my feet
In the middle of night

Your pleasing humanitarian side
Gracefulness to connect with masses
Makes you the most adorable darling
O Yes! I am right
Sweeps me off my feet
In the middle of night

You are as hot as live wire
Makes you every girl’s desire
Your love and cause for animals
Is what I truly admire
Sweeps me off my feet
In the middle of night

How you reached for the stars
You juggled up the tides
You had the confidence to start
Sweetheart you were a born star
Sweeps me off my feet
In the middle of night

Journey crossed was not easy
Fanatics admire you today
Confer their love for you to be
Johnny boy we love you
There can never be another one
You are the only one of its kind to be!!!

Bit by bit and step by step
You travelled that extra mile
You dared to put the extra effort
Became idol for generation next
Sweeps me off my feet
In the middle of night

Johnny Boy how I aspire
Today my heart desires
My love elongates for a meet
A charming nostalgic evening with you
Long candid chats will complete
Wish someday I can showcase my love and amiability!

When I Was Lost In Me!!!


With Love: Dedicated to JOHN ABRAHAM <3 <3
















WONDERFUL IDIOTS

When the striking idea was born
Lost in deep thoughts in my lawn
I was not certain if I can
Do any kind of justification
While I invest my valuable time
To pour down my innate thoughts on
The Wonderful Idiots!!!

You encounter them everyday
Running in deep dark fake world
From dawn till day
Difficult to hold their essence inside
They take help of callous talks
To disembark their denote tasks
They forget you reap what you sow today!!!

They are spread all around
To my surprise humanity is now left
Just as a talk of fashion in town
Busy to sing their own praise all while
By genres of wonderful idiots proliferated all around
They lack to put in practice within their lives
While they look for perfection on opposite side!!!

Their talks are big but acts are small
They open big mouth for meaningless talks
With their petite knowledge they think
They can conquer meaningful deals
Look at the amazing confidence in fools
I wonder whether their soul ever realize
Rare quality of strong acumen is just out of their reach!!!

Fools never realize it’s the insight that shines
It’s the extraordinary power of wisdom and faith
Which helps you to cross miles down the line
A small success and their heads are swollen with pride
They never realize with each single and small triumph
A person develops more humility inside
To win over something mind over matter works!!!

Wisdom doesn’t allow me to pay attention
Just waste my time in retention
They may impair and try to harm at times
Try to be offensive when truth suddenly materialize
We need to remember their cores are weak
Their mean and callous tasks can never harm your eternity
These fools don’t deserve your justification!!!

Though they will try with full strength
You need to pay attention with full vigilance
It is a test of strength and values this time
Scarcity in wonderful idiots anytime
Because their principles are not defined
Scholars say never break during high and dry
In long term you will bloom as a better person!!!

Just as a token of appreciation
Today I will pay a special tribute
By miniscule effort through my creation
To The Wonderful Idiots
I owe them for my creativity
I wonder if I would have ever realize my strengths
And understood my power of relativity!!!

Each time they try to pull me down
Radiance of my excellence glows
My creativity and essence grow in leaps and bounds
I pray for wonderful idiots from my Lord!
It is only by HIS grace and entreaty
We can fulfill wondrous tasks
Thankyou Wonderful Idiots!!!

Innocent Attempts of Creativity
"WHEN I WAS LOST IN ME"

MY CUP OF MOCHA

STORY OF MY CUP OF MOCHA PALS
           
While I woke up in early dawns
It’s my companion to start the day
Like sun of rays hits in my vibes
Enigmatic aroma brews to lit up the soul
It infuses energy to dare the iniquitous
Fills in vigor to look forward the conquest

A Cup of Mocha is my best comrade
While I clutch in my fingers tight
During the plains of high and low
When some stood by my side
 Some bared their true colors left me forlorn
Moment when my solitary was shining bright
It helped my emotions to freely flow

In the secluded deep evenings intense again
While I sip sinking in jiffy of disdains
It held its loyalty while I encountered adverse
With each sip an assurance transpire in veins
It gave me strength to endure faith
These days will also pass over indeed
If truth is to be told change is what doesn’t sustain

It joined me as buddies met to connect
Nostalgia occurred to curb the unrest
As we come together to confess
Our sweet and sour experiences
From all walks of life under the sun
My cup of mocha is my partner of crimes
It stood tall with me in days of jubilation

While I pen down this creation
It is my partner in midnight innovations
When I have MY cup of mocha in hand
I am slipped deep into the special moments
This creation is dedicated as a token of appreciation
I often lack the beautiful art of expression
Because as a person I feel lot of hesitation

My moments of Innocent Attempts
WHEN I WAS LOST IN ME

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