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A spark of fire
Struck by a view
Butterflies fly within
A feeling indescribable
What is that? Love?
A word often mocked
Yet here it blooms
revealing its meaning
Deep to the core and beyond
And All
Just because of you!!
Arrows flew, one after the next
Aiming at the moon
Pretty sure that they never hit
And the distance mocked
Like neither today nor ever!

Attempts became stubborn
arrows flew again, sharp and fast
Targeting, if not the moon, then
The stars scattered so beautifully.
But success distanced.…!

Tired of attempts in vain
A brave arrow rose, in dignity
tossed its head and changed its course
Did it mistake me for its moon?
Alas…Not at me!

I opened my eyes,
Gaze fixed on the sky
counting the stars
And the Moon smiled at me
with purest golden whisper
“The sky returns what you give.”

And I believe!!
Opportunity knocked
Not once or twice
But many a time...
Yet, I never dared
To step along
Not because of fear
But, waiting for the dawn
beyond illusion.
But now
There are no knocks
And I walk within
With my gaze fixed
On the closed doors!!
The road looked lone
with no footfall
leading nowhere, and
never taken by anyone!

Still,
I walked alone—
to reach nowhere !

Magically,
it led me…
to you.!!
Right before me
You have always been there
Yet my eyes failed
And mind never dared
to reach the depths of you...!!

And when my gaze began
It's lingering on you...
You vanished softly
like a dream
disappearing in the mist….!!

A Mysterious game
that destiny loves
to play…
Isn’t it true?
What’s your word?
The cool breeze from the southwest
Touches my face, raising goosebumps
And I know what’s on its way.
Dark clouds gather across the sky
The royal monsoon returns
To God’s Own Country !!

Monsoon and rain—
A part of our life
And our culture
Send green waves across the land.
Vigorous waterfalls roar louder
With each drop of nectar from heaven !!

The dam Shutters lift
Releasing a year’s worth of resources.
Tourist spots bustle with visitors
From near and afar
And it's a good time
For vendors along the trails !!

But then comes another face
Of the monsoon- filled with cries
pains, shivers, and silent agony
Landslides, floods, and disasters
That no words can truly capture  !!
Still, the monsoon remains
An emotion for us
An identity of us
And it is one with us !!
#monsoonrain
Like a lone cloud,
I float across the seamless sky-
over the brutal mountains
where silence rules
past the dancing lilies
that stretch toward the sun
as if to send a secret message
and the wind that knows no home
takes me in its stride….

And I float….

But how far will I soar
Before I drain down —like water
into unseen roots
Or the vast oceans
Or into nothing
at all?
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