Fading colours 

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Desdemona dies every day 

Among those eyes that gaze at her beauty 

Greeting her for her beauty each time 

Although being beautiful isn’t a crime!

Has Monalisa ever been a subject of suspicion in the hands of da Vinci? 

Where her colours turned pale and faded long ago? 

Even now, she is dying somewhere! 

Unfulfilled, longing for a little bit of poison 

Every time she fails to be loyal,

To be beautiful, the way she is 

Those eyes say it all 

So helpless they seem to be 

Suffering all alone, Wearing a smile 

In the tales of mystery, 

Revealing every time or yet to be…  

The monsoon rhyme

The monsoon rhymes in my heart,

Long abandoned within a barren desert.

Drenching my barren heart full of glee,

There smiles the yellow over the cactus decree.

Of the lonely bird singing forlornly,

Bombarding weapons in the heart of the city,

A cruel nexus nibbling the weak,

Falling out subtle emotions across the Mediterranean Sea.

The day the rain came laughing out bitterly,

Sang the song of Damodar, woefully.

Returns the sonorous in the nest of wobble,

Nestling honey to the beaks that gobble.

There sings Meera the song of verdancy 

Sways the swing amidst the longing trees 

Love so divine continue to flow, boundless and eternally 

Reaping hope with faith and harmony 

Best friends 

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Happiness and sorrow

Two friends of mine 

Traveling in opposite sides, 

But with one another .

They are so loyal and lovable with one another 

Just made for each other

Sorrow has never left happiness alone 

Sometimes happiness has doubted it’s intent 

Why does he steps in my hours of glory? 

But he failed to one single question!

What and from where does his glory comes from? 

Smiling gracefully happiness rolled down my cheeks again 

They travelled so far to the distant lands 

Yet untired although they suffered so much 

Fighting the darkness all alone 

Until that spark that came from within 

Where darkness answered everything