Where Are You, Now?


Waiting to Fall In Love Again

Where Are You, Now?

Waiting to see the moon turning blue again

Waiting to pick the flower with the fragrance of moon

Waiting to hear your favourite tune on guitar for the flowery hours

Waiting to fixate my eyes on phone while breaking the guitar

Waiting to go in the rain while dropping tears over the phone

Waiting to live in the moon again after the rain

Where are you, now?

Need Cappuccino?


Need Cappuccino

Day 29

Need Cappuccino?

I was little late

For the new chapter to begin,

Page after page, I turned over

But I got nothing;

*

Many fascinated coincidences

Were lined up in the congested life-lane

But every time it started with her smile

Ended with the twist in the tale;

*

At that moment, I seemed to be discouraged

With my devastated belief,

Back to back, two cups of cappuccino

And I was the man, ready to ride on wheels;

*

The chapter is new and fresh

But It needs a little polishing,

For the sake of rising again

I have to caress my music string!

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Will You be My Girl?


Will You be My Girl

Day 19

Will You be My Girl?

Tell me you’re worried

And I’ll be there;

Your tension, your hyper behavior

Everything I’ll share;

*

Broke your guitar string

And I’ll be your tuner;

Your emotion, your trumpet-sense of music

Trust me, I’ll be your player;

*

The chocolate you gave me once,

I moved here and there like a dancer;

Your smile, your lifecycle stair

I’ll hold those hands forever;

*

If you left me without giving any reason,

I’ll hold your bag of inexplicable tear;

Your memory, your dream, your wish

I’ll put it all in my heart and be a protector;

*

Baby, if I kiss your soul

Don’t give those cold stare;

My life is yours

So, don’t roam around, I’ll be a perfect lover!

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Bring the Good Old Days


A Beginner’s Guide to Become Human

Day 17

Bring the Good Old Days

Oh I am sorry!

Did I just open the wrong window?

You see the climate outside is soothing

One should be happy

Coz I didn’t follow tech-shadow;

*

The keyboard is covered on dust

And the freaking mouse did poop on it

It was long time ago

I maintained a folder with lots of paper

I had written all the chords on it

*

The memoirs could be shinier

If this photo album would become alive

The experience what I missed till now

Who will return those illustrious days

Oh the connectivity is high but the relationship died!

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A Genie in a Bottle


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A Genie in a Bottle

A light musical note of trumpets in the air,

Room was full of silence

With green dim lights on the wall

And Full moon was peeping through darkness.

 

Paintings were hanging all over, reeling souvenir,

A mewing voice of cat, resentful!

Those curtains were blowing in the breezy wind,

One black diamond was shining at open door, wonderful!

 

A table was kept in the middle,

Where a glass jar with wooden cap was placed at the center,

One flexible, flying blue body with sadness in his face

was locked inside, oh dear!

 

He was hitting the bottle wall with his tiny hand,

Poor devil, mourning for his lost power, humming.

Curiously you pulled the cap, freed the blue genie,

Oh look at that, he was full happy and dancing!

 

He roamed all over the corner

created a magical sparkle clap, cheering!

He came over to you then and asked

Would you like to wish for something?