Drizzling!

Oh, the drizzle! How stealthily can it come?
In a million tiny drops,
But with no sound,
And the earth will rejoice its arrival.

And she walks in pride,
But tormenting those who disbelieve her.
When all the pompous make their way to betrayal.
No thunder, no storm, not even the dark clouds.
They are all hidden under her spell.

Oh! How quietly you come and torment me?
Drizzling, drizzling, drizzling
Enslaving me in this man build room,
And out there, you are drizzling.

things we share..

Beneath the flesh, the rude portrayal of selfishness;
Beyond the nails, the walks that led to the ugliness.
Below the hair, the flashes of memories that betrayed us.
Deeper, an excitement for no reason,
Still deeper, a silver mirror;
A stagnant moonlit river,
Hoping to break and blow;
Awaiting to overflow.

The reason of course is - dissatisfaction

O fortune, where can I come and buy you?

Here, where they believe only joy exists,

I find nothing

But the same dress, same bliss and same bias.

But, I want to go to that place

Where you shine all different.

Smart lady, cast your rays upon me for some days,

Just to know you and only you.

And your various muses

Will give me the times

That I could keep all life,

And its memories will be

Like the thousand stars that shine every night,

With the pleasant dreams of that good morn.