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Happiness lies in contentment, sorrow in thirst for more,

Expectations have no limit in itself to reach a fulfilled point.

I remain contented with whatsoever Kanha bestows me,

As my destiny, my share of the earth and His blessings.

Therefore, I never feel the requirement of pleading for more near Him,

Rather, bow my head in gratitude for all that He graced me.

Moreover, when a father takes care and keeps concern of His son,

And the son truly trusts Him, then I don’t believe he needs to demand.

If I stretch my hands, they would be too small to amass my stretched desire,

Hence, I pray you Kanha; give me that much as you think I deserve most.

STAY BLESSED

My “Love- tale” began “When you came” in my life,

And did “Paint” it with all colors from “The Spectrum of Rainbow.”

I did not need to wait for “The sun” and its “Fragrant rays”

“Your knocks” were enough to make my morning shine.

Your buzz, smiles and affectionate shouts made my days “Flowering”

And nights full of sweet romantic dreams of your lovely lines.

Unintentionally but willingly I loped towards your “Grip of love”,

Which made you my “Intimate” “Ally” and “Indispensable” “Friend.”

We went on to chime many “Rhymes of Rain” in rhythm,

“Oh moon”“I remember” all those “Do you remember” too?

Your august presence affected my “Peacock dance”

Even then, you have the “Query,” “What you are for me?”

You are my ever-awaited celestial blessings, the “First Rain”,

To reign over my life, days, nights, heart, soul and pen.

“I wonder” why you left, leaving me in “Emptiness” and “Agony”

“My heart aches, your ” Silence hurts” “Remembering” you.

I still have “Trust on you” there is no” Love-lost “for you

Nothing “Bitter” in me, no “sigh” only a wish for you.

“Stay blessed”

INDISPENSABLE

You are vast and strange,

Like the infinite outer space,

Concealing many great and good things in you.

The more I get close, and you open up,

Your personality impresses me more,

Respect and love for you in me increases.

My pulse vibrates speedier than before,

The heart craves for more intimacy,

You become indispensable for me.

Your acquaintance seems inadequate,

I swear to spare time only for you,

Resolute to devote the rest of my life for you.

YOU CAN ANSWER

Breathing continues,

The body remains active,

I carry out all my social responsibilities,

But my heart ceases to palpitate,

And I die when you go away from me,

In order to resurrect once again when you come back.

 Is it the same situation there?

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No face looks familiar to me,

Every smile seems like they laugh at me,

Their eyes seem to be questioning some unanswerable query,

I fear to be among the crowd,

And feel comfortable in solitude.

Is it love?

TRUST ON YOU

There was no jolt to my trust on you when I blasted,

It was just my concern of you and your reputation.

My trust on you is boldly and solidly established,

On the concrete foundation of deep devotion.

I trust you as a blind man trust on a stick to cross a road,

An acrobat trusts on a bamboo for balance when he walks on a rope.

My reliance on you is like a living being relies on respiration to survive,

A river believes the ocean of acceptance when it originates.

My dependence on you is like that of the earth on the sun,

In infiltrating the darkness of night with its light.

My faith in you is as firm as my trust on my readers,

To accept my first book “The Spectrum of Rainbow” with love.

Can trust of a devotee on his god change in an adverse situation?

If so, then I am not the one of that sort.

There may be a wreck on the bridge of our love and I may drown,

But my love will leave you secured on the safe portion.

You may cut apart the rope of our emotional tie and flee,

But I will not cross the unmarked boundary of decorum.

I assure my trust will never be shaken nor moved

By anyone, any day, anyway, even if you try it yourself.

DEPRESSION 4

You came back to me,

My depression dragged you here,

I am thankful to it for the reunion,

It was a negative situation, but the results are positive for me.

The separation was painful for both of us,

But it brought our hearts more close,

It made us realize how significant we are for each other

Made our bond more solid, our love more intense.

Where we went wrong? Who was at fault?

These are useless questions now,

All is well that ends well,

Neither you won nor did I lose,

Our love is the ultimate winner,

We both are losers, losers of hearts to each other.

I owe to depression

EMPTINESS

The Sun kisses eastern horizon with its glow,

The darkness of night feds gradually,

But the gloom in my heart stays unmoved

As an emptiness engrosses my soul in your absence.

The doors of temples open for the devotees,

Their gods and goddesses listen to their prayers,

Accept their offerings and fulfill their desires.

But the goddess I worship so earnestly,

Bolts the door of her temple from inside,

Leaving me empty, praying and crying.

I stand waiting for her to open,

Hear my prayer, accept my offerings,

Forgive my wrong deeds,

And bless my pen.

I trust the sincere vibrations of my heart,

The real and pure tears of my eyes,

The generosity of the soul, I worship,

Hence, I have a hope that overpowers my emptiness.