Clouds of Feelings

Heart ache and awake
Only for your sake
Like clouds dance
In Moon’s presence.

Sometimes filled with light
I shine in silent night
At times away from you
Your soothing touch leave.

Still you twinkle at a distance
And my love gather with essence
Feelings to beam in your stance
When tender glow I sense.

Song of Life

Gazing intimacy of heart
In charisma of light
At dawn birds songs
To the earth belongs.

Love through mist traverse
And heart of souls embrace
As in longing of the beloved
Fertile has become the barren field.

Romance gleams in rhythm
Ignited by sparks in bosom
The tune of sweet melody
Keeps your identity ever ready.

Feelings Within

Songs of the humble soul
Past cherishing glories recall
And trying to build a bridge
From sadness filled cage.

Like the withered spring
In winter fails to sing
Like dried oasis of desert
Which fails to quench thirst.

Tossed and turned around
By whistling of feverish wind
Seeking the water of love
So my heart again can plough.

The Blade Of Grass

In verdant pasture
Each blade gesture
To the butterfly
In my heart lie.

Your beauty
And my sincerity
Will fill our soul with gaiety
Over comming all gravity.

Let us capture
The essence of Nature
Bound to one another
mystery of life to gather.

Sweet Love

Identity of the river
Is in the banks forever
They protect and guide
Water being its pride.

By its bubbling sound
Happiness banks have found
Mingling of the souls
Majestic beauty governs.

Capturing each other presence
They gain prominence
Since the light in their heart dance
Has got a secure stance.

by Venkatesh M.R.

  

The Dance Of The Buterfly

Displaying vivid colors
It flies between flowers
May be to attract
Luring some one to protect.

But in flowers impermanance
Butterfly hesitates to take a stance
Although life it love
Deep it can't plough.

Thus life is a game
With different names
But the longing of the heart
Got its own intrensic light.

Hidden Ray

The longing of the river
Of in the banks beaming flower
Urges it flow back
And at night it keeps awake.

It wants to hold its hands
So tall it can stand
From its charsimatic beauty
To be free from surrounding gravity.

The serene ray inside
It depends on to guide
Since flower is its pride
And wants to possess by its side.