The sweet smell of flowers The array of colors Diwali is here Firecrackers are heard Candles are lit Children play Presents are given We pray to the gods Diwali is here.

Is this a holy thing to see, In a rich and fruitful land, Babes reduced to misery, Fed with the cold and usurous hand? Is that trembling cry a song? Can it be a song of joy? And so many children are poor? It is a land of poverty!

Breathing new day Your breath is new to every breath But it will start with your yes Your love journey ... Love was my true love You did not recognize I had given everything But you didn't understand that ... I lost my mind, though However, it was in your search You didn't really recognize it He was just crying for you. I want to tell you everything in my mind Was always deciding But when you came in front, I was always scared ... Writer: Aniruddha shinde

Looking at the Moon I murmured to myself Why no Star is accompanying it? Looking at the Moon I Wondered, how Luminous it is My silver Window pane wishes to touch the silver moon, So alike yet so far! In the midst of sanity They look at me in

Love is Unknown, Abstract Fire Thundering ache inside your stomach. Love is nasty, violent, misty &thirsty see it from afar, Love is Omnipotent Goblin. Love is you & No-one Love is Life & Death Birth under the Sun Love is trust that you long for..

सुदूर...कोई रस्ता, तेरे कदमो को तरसता, तुझे मंजिल मान बैठा है।

Fall occurs binding the summer Am I hallucinating? Probably not, I'm just a dreamer Is it even real Or am I living in someone's mind ? What seems to be true, is precisely not! Puzzled and curious, a souvenir must be behind Folks living in the loop of zenosyne Others existing in the aestheticism of Caffeine, So many wonders yet to be founded Portals are aligned, the lives should be grounded Are you taking me out, of this hole? Or should I continue to play this role.. Deep under the ocean or In the mystical woods, In the world of Dragons and Fairies or under the hoods The word 'mythical' is not any true Illusions are sending us the clue It's a search for the Unknown, That's yet to be revealed - Namita

In a voice so subtle and genteel, she whispered , "Let it be, darling. It hurts, it haunts, it hassles Whatever happens happens! You walk, you run Sulk or shun Life moves like a game And nothing remains the same. Sometimes, there is roaring thunder At times, there is warmth in winter In sorrow you shelter, in joy you flutter In the dreary dark, you hear hope's knock My dear, this ride feels like rollercoaster But forget not, things constantly drift and alter For now, everything is blurry Path looks gory And you lament and worry At times, even light sinks into gloom You feel like your dreams are heading for doom But life rolls like puzzle, girl Whether it is storm or drizzle it sure is temporary But fret not dearie you wouldn't be lost in this agony. Feelings are fleeting, my love One moment, 'This day is a disaster. I wish to recall this never', you say. Another moment, 'What a precious hour! let it last forever', you pray. Whatever you say, however you pray My girl, life has its own pace, This may be hurtful, but this is just a Phase Whatever enfolds, enfolds Remember, oh dear! moments flow like stream But nothing, never remains the same."