beauty mistaken

if beauty is thy legacy as you think,

then every gentlemen would have hovered around you.

but hah ! it happens not, and you are left with,

few stupid like me loitering around thee.

so mistress mine ,let me aware you

thy beauty is creation of my eyes

and not the property you are handed by.

gaze in the mirror, not a single cavern

of your face will please you.

peep through my staring eyes,

it will aloft you very high.

praises by my heart aware you of your beauty.

craziness of mine,confers you of your pretty .

circulating around you round the clock,

boosts your confidence.

bowing posture of mine,

makes you glide you on earth instead of sky.

in absence of mine,your beauty, your marvels

your excellence,your gorgeous and every

brilliance of your's fades

its only when i am, your beauty,

your magic, your charm counts.

so sweeting irk not the eyes,hurt not the heart.

defy not the feelings of a humble lover who made you divine.

          provoking

the sun wrapping the earth with its beams.

the moon enchanting the ocean with its gleams.

the wind trespassing the flora's bosom ,

and the mountain hugging and kissing the sky.

movements of each and every elements of nature,

provoke me to mix me well in thee..

after having the sun's heat of passion,

the earth whirls and dances whole night.

receiving the calm love of orb moon,
the enraptured ocean hurls with full of life.
enthrall by the naughtiness of adorable winds,
the woods the grass lands swing and wave in delight.
on the embrace and fever heat kiss of the mountain,
the sky sublimes with shy in crimson red.
all these excites all these agitates ,
to entwine your beauty with passion of mine.
and complete the job of nature,
to amalgamate the two separated  souls of thine and mine.

                                  i miss thee

when the world fast asleep ,

and dream about their dreams.

the slow breathing balmy breeze,

in the blue black starry night, 

brings me  fragrance of thee.

the moon never worries,to

decorate with its glean

reflection of thine in the 

ever staring eyes of mine.

like the wantoning bats,

with unconfined wings .

the thoughts of thine, 

hovers in the  innocent mind of mine.

in the serenity of the night,

under basking moon light,

among the music of blowing wind,

and the song of the cricket, 

and the rattlings of leaves .

oh my ferry oh my love,

i miss thy chattering,i miss thy smile .

i miss thy hug ,when breath to breath and pulse to pulse rhyme.

i miss the ecstasy at the crux ,when the eyes shut and 

the shivering lips meet . i miss the eternity of the moment ,

which ablaze the passion and sparkles the life. 

extremities 

why don't  i cross the limits    
extremities have its own taste.
limits have its own flavor.  
to attain the pinnacle is human nature .
ask the scientist  why  they are,
crazy about the speed of light.
question those students,
for century in there marks sheet do strongly fight.
query about the drunkard ,who quit not,
 until they are in their deepest dive.
 meet our Alexander who wanted to win the whole world.
 which i think ,is the crest of any mortals ambition.
 hey think about romeo and Juliet,
who were least bothered about the world,
to push their love to final destination .
why  the two loving soul wants to mingle,
and quiver like a flame in single?
i guess,it might be the moment for love,
to meet the epitome of excitement  and 
blessed the world with warmth and light of passion .
extremum has its own fragrance and rarest in its taste.
those who smells those who senses 
push them self each time harder and harder to attain.   
. 
     

extremities 

why don't  i cross the limits    
extremities have its own taste.
limits have its own flavor.  
to attain the pinnacle is human nature .
ask the scientist  why  they are,
crazy about the speed of light.
question those students,
for century in there marks sheet do strongly fight.
query about the drunkard ,who quit not,
 until they are in their deepest dive.
 meet our Alexander who wanted to win the whole world.
 which i think ,is the crest of any mortals ambition.
 hey think about romeo and Juliet,
who were least bothered about the world,
to push their love to final destination .
why  the two loving soul wants to mingle,
and quiver like a flame in single?
i guess,it might be the moment for love,
to meet the epitome of excitement  and 
blessed the world with warmth and light of passion .
extremum has its own fragrance and rarest in its taste.
those who smells those who senses 
push them self each time harder and harder to attain.   
. 
     

listen  to all , do of your own.
see your interest,weigh your talent.
know your limits,enlighten your spirit.
set your goals, en kindle your soul.
make strategies,fight the difficulties.
move with patience ,to know your essence.
this horizon is yours,get ready to explore.