With the advent of Noel ,
the dusting of  the tottering white is a welcome sight .

when the Elves are at work and the stardust becomes a thick white blanket ,
from Lapland in his toboggan in the dreamy , frosty December,  
through the chimney's
down comes Santa for him and her.

With a token of love in every action ,
Reaching out at every junction,
Giving presents galore with gregarious hugs , spreading smiles manifesting love , hope and more .
Father Christmas has a lot in store !

The Yule tree shines bright in all its finery ,
Bedecked shimmering baubles and the tinsels ,  
the mittens and the Holly ,
Imbuing time to be Jolly .

Elaborate, aromatic spreads , from eggnog to gingerbreads,
The delicious plum cake or the turkey bake !
Folks merried and gleed ,
A feast indeed !

The jingle bells and the Carolling adding the musical touch.
Why ride the clutch?
Bring in the best for the Christmas fest !

The reason for the season is the divine warmth , swooning away the gloom and zwart .
Gracing the world ,
Angels playing cupid
with wing and prayer,
spreading love in the air.
So when it's Christmas in all its glory ,
make merry my friend for its just so fair !
🎄Merry Christmas 🎄

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar

Feel yourself from within , be alive ,brighten the day .
Strike a cord within yourself and you have a friend for life.
Why wonder?
Why ponder ?
Into yourself you surrender !
Believe in the "Me", you will see ; life in full glee .

When the soul is filled with love to the brim ,
You live in someone else's heart.
Through their eyes you shine bright.
You can't burn a flame !
Be your own light .

©M.D.Nimbalkar

Happiness is the best revenge ever !

©M.D.Nimbalkar

He cried like rain
And screamed like thunder

And I

I was a quiet river deafened by his storms

Over the wetlands of the azure abyass ,
the stoic herons gracefully spread their wings,
With riotously festooned cacophony and a medley of hopefulness in the air .

Now flying across the vast disappearing wetlands ,
In search of a safe abode, many a miles away from the homeland .

Each glide into a confident flight towards a provisional detatchment, searching newer homes without resentment .
From log to log , upon the swampy waters ,
into the wilderness of their own.
Percase where time stands still in a never ending zone !

Wild ; yet safely perched in the lap of nature .
Scaling the lengths and breadths, a blustery, gusty way ,
Each day a newer journey , passing through a haze of emotions .
Come rain , come shine there's nothing that stops the time .

Captured are they in the vicious circle of the antiquity of life ,
Nonetheless obliterated by the dark knights of death .

A poise , a pose; Alas! in  lame hope ,
It's moments like these that turn into a smile,
Else ; everything is gone,
Gone as life is so fragile !

©M.D.Nimbalkar

Memories are a blur of hues,
sounds and smells,
a picture only you can decipher.

Each one making you or breaking you ,
Each one teaching you to be stronger,
Each one painted with strokes of strong innate ability.
Each one raising hope's and possibility.

Of course! deeply etched into the core of the heart ,
Only the surreal piece of art- work into each mind's frame work.
What remains ?
a chemistry or mystery ,
But a memory for eternity !

© M.D.Nimbalkar