Onto the meadows ,
Behold ! The Solitary Lass melodiously sing,
Perhaps of plaintive tales bygone or coming along ,
A hard day at work filled with murk !
Maybe of little something's that in the brain flow's along, of  places where one can belong.

The tiniest , dainty , wild floral array,
that fade with time and tide , rise hopes of
blooming bright and reassure to stay .

A smile fitting gaily on the face,
Giving out a positive frame to the human race.
A moral to be happy through life's upheaval phase.
Life is a will-o-the -wisp yet god's greatest creation
Life is full of stories , Right ?
Nobody can  foresee the might .
Humming to you and me she reiterates,
a confident smile is so apt to give life a good fight !

Simple moments become special and linger long after,
soothing the soul's to the lost beauty of life's chapter .
Each moment is precious.
Life takes its paths
even thereafter!

©Mrunalini.D Nimbalkar

I am my own hero-ine in the creases of my mind ,
I am the undeniable magic, stepping ahead , igniting the soul's passions with sparkles behind !

I am stronger than What I know,
I am work in progress and I will always prosper and grow!

I am the truth that always is,
I am the solace and the bliss !
Travesing so far;
I discern ,I am my own home.
I am the Temple of worship.
I am the Chapel of forgiveness, the Mecca of love and I am the source of
all happiness.

I am !

© Mrunalini. Nimbalkar

Into the dark ,only a tiny speck of light ,
Timidity takes over the might,
Every dawn is a promise to a dark night,
Everything ends at some point !

Clinched onto every breathe,
Can you deceive death?
You came into your lifeline alone ,
You will leave your life line alone ,
You are your only true source of what you make of yourself,
while on a journey of your own.
Everything ends at some point!

Make space for what you enjoy ,
Dream ,plan and do !
Value yourself for trying ,
Wipe that tear and stop the bellowing.
Adopt the pace of nature,
her secret is patience,
Tune into a vicious circle of endurance and forbearance.
Everything ends at some point!

Picture the perfect , Perfection is an illusion !
When illusions destroy
growth is a lonely journey ,
Hold onto it dearly ,
Cross life's paths craftily.  
Everything ends at some point!

© Mrunalini Nimbalkar

In fragrances filled bed of roses,
I am a jasmine flower.

Quaintly as I grow,
what is it that I will never know?
In the morning glow,proliferative emotions I sow,
As the skies glow dark,
I go forth spreading happiness and beauty,
In a mood of doing my selfless duty.

Bestowed upon with sunlight
and  shower,
Sturdy within my abilities and power !
I grow stronger by the hour !

From plants that wake when others sleep,
Why am I different?
I hear you whisper and speak.
Well ! My friend it's because I'm simply unique !


© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar

Written down in history with bitter , twisted lies ,
Throttling my very existence with much pride ,
With every sore,it's survival of the very woman that comes to the fore,
I will rise like a phoenix , rise like never before !

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar

Two little finch birds perched on my window,
When the sun begins to fall ,
Fluttering with tiny chirps they recall,
the songs of the grasslands,
Abundant with nature's haul.

Meticulously crafted nesting,
A cosy cradle for tiny hatchling,
Seeds of love they sow ,
Beautiful family they wish to grow.

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
08/08/2021

Nature's fury they say or karmas way ,
Convergence sharp in the eye,
donning a cape of disaster with pride,
Unfurling of glistening wrath with mighty stride .
Did we see it coming or not?  
What are we doing ,
for what have we fought?
Oh! What a shame !
Stop the blame game .

Every pain that one must bear ,
for every dis-burden , every care .
Respect every conspicuous Front liner.
Doctors, Nurses and Hospital Staff,
what a brave fight they have all put up !
Each a Daredevil facing every upheaval .

For every grief that bows the head ,
for every teardrop that is shed ,
for every hurt, every plight ,
for every lonely pain-racked night ,
Trust in God as we should ,
for everything will work-out
just good .

Change is inevitable,
forever turning life's table .
In these whirling winds that seem to grind ,
let faith be the strong bind .
Fear no more ,
learn to go with the flow .

In the catastrophic scene,
purify your souls and let courage glean .
Holding onto Hope with triumph insight ,
standing united to win this fight.
Dwell in hope through thick and thin ,
Victory will prevail and we will win !

©MRUNALINI NIMBALKAR