Deep within.

The unabating cry
Of an outlying cricket
Invades the stillness
Of a monsoon night.

Sweet cacophony
Fills the airspace
Quietly summoning
A mellifluous cloudburst.

Hounds of melancholy
Strengthen their shields
And sharpen blades
In perpetual obstinacy.

In the distrait ambit
I see a flourish too bright
Like stars caught
In a cast net.

A breath of damp soil
Plunges into my nostrils
Leaving a dewy freshness
On my curved lips.

A cry breaks the tranquility
Of the morose nighttime.
My soul awakens to the
Plea that I realise has come from
Deep within.


Micro poetry 7


Courtesy : Beautiful Destinations

The hearty alcove
Enamelled with crude rocks
Like nature’s nostril
That takes a whiff of icy Neverland
Which kisses the skies
In obscure horizons.
Gaping at nature’s exuberance,
I bask on the earthy cradle.

The lonely old Birch


•Sweet little frail dew drops
Sought shelter on the velvety moss
Of the winsome old Birch;
When the sun streamed in
They united as one
And took flight gracefully
Into the oblivion of none.

•The fearful lovebirds
Played in amatory desire
On the idyllic old Birch;
When the wind blew fierce
They spread their wings
Embracing each other
And absconded in mayhem.

•Arms entwined they sat
On the Cupid’s daft ordinance
Under the mushy old Birch;
When the stars shone bright
The twosome waltzed
In pearly moonlight;
Holding hands in young fervor,
they retraced back home.

•Now, the lamentations commence
Twigs, branches- all in unison;
For the lonely old Birch
Reposes in the tranquility of the twilight;
With a swift abrupt motion
The night owl approaches
And hoots in grandeur
‘ Aye, old bloke ! Cheer up already,
Now that I’m here! ‘

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Raindrops of togetherness




       Entwined crisp drops

          Race desperately

        Towards the earth.

           Heavy petrichor

         Lingers sensually,

         Encompassing me

              and It feels

           like an eternity

            Of sheer bliss,

         Defying my senses

        that are consensually 


        The  nature quietens

       And responds in sync

       With the sublime pour

           Of bountiful love

          From the grey skies.

      The symphonic melody

        Of the gushing rain,

           Rings in my ears

        With every mystifying


            And brings with it

            An immaculate


         Of unmatched purity.

           Playful puddles

         On the moist earth,

             Brings anew

       a juvenile-excitement.

          An intimate ambience

           Formed amidst this,

           Binds us together

            With ties, afresh.

            The grey clouds

            Speak volumes

             With rumbles

           Of roaring thunder.

             It’s this beauty

              Of the rain

          That nothing can


        Until maybe, forever!



Rain has always been a harbinger of bliss , purity and togetherness. It radiates the essence of the  flawless bond that the skies above share with the earthly greenery below. The two coalesce together incredibly into a bountiful mass of love that unfolds an amazing mystery to humanity.
The nature answers humbly to the beautiful call of rain through it’s sated approval and plays in sync with the rain.
The mystifying, yet chilling, heavy downpour of rain  blended phenomenally with  thunderstorms, keeps us desperately craving  for more!

The conspiracy


The quiet shimmer of the night- stars,
Leaves me thoughtful and aghast;
The soft whistle of the winds, cold:
Knitting its own melody ,untold.
The silence I just can’t fathom, so coy;
That solely gets me captivated,  oh boy!
The night engulfs me , but with mysteries;
I have another day spent,
But I’m left insatiable amidst the secret conspiracies once again!