Its just Wow...

It was so easy for me to write about my prince charming and his love, when I had just imaginaitons to feel and express...

And now when I am experiencing it myself I have been speechless for so long...

Today I am trying to make an attempt, I don't think I would be able to do justice to the feelings, but still I would like to try....

"I dont know if it happens to everyone,
that God lets you know, your special someone,
In a way you couldn't imagine, you couldn't have faith in,
But this happened to me...

I could feel he has entered in life,
Before he could, he got into the divine,
Long before I met him first,
Long before I saw him first...

He entered my prayers, he entered my wishes,
As if it was a sign from God, that he is the one,
I couldn't speak much, I couldn't ask much,
It was just a hearty touch...

My smile took the decision for me, I know who did this for me,
I saw another sunshine, which got me in light lime,
Its amazing to feel but hard to deal,
I am afraid, I wish these smiles don't ever fade....

I wish these smiles don't ever fade...."



Pankti.....

On My Birthday!!

Heart was touched...
By a beautiful ray...
People expressed...
And soul reached an infinite bay...
On My Birthday...
My being felt needed...
Not just hair going gray...
But it was the only day...
Everything seemed to be in lovely red...

Pankti...

Its Time...

Its time to say Good Bye...
Everything, once started with a hi...
Strangers, the promising closed ones...
Some how have become the essentials...

Bye... brings up all weird feelings together...
Memories... no matter, had it been the celebrations,
The cries, the laughter, the fun, the pun...

Promise... for a better world or leaving one with the empty hand...
Hope... to hold up the rope or slipping down the shore...
Tears... for people, place, things your see, touch and be with...
wont be a part now...

Smile... for the touchy observations, the kind support,
The helping hand, the invisible presence...
Charm... of one's impact on others' lives...
Gratitude... towards every small act of human-ness...

With bye...Comes the butterflies in stomach...
I know its not the indigestion, but the mix of all feelings together..

With bye...comes the time...
To start up again... with memories insane...
Thank the people in name...
Appreciate the love immense...
Confess the importance... Here I DO...

Pankti...

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Its You....

Beauty eternal refining the infernal...
Wisdom divine humanizing the malign...
Running in rain, Jumping to dent...
Skipping to win, Dripping to shed...
Warm to tears, but numb to her own...
Eating the lime, Smelling the scrumptious...
Whipping from nose the ice-cream delicious...
Feeling the breeze embracing in herself...
Living the fantasy placed on the shelf...

Water droplets from her hair blossoms the world around...
The salty tears, The rosy smile,
The coyly sulk, The loving anger,
The hesitant grace, The smiling blush,
Giggle approves the life over breath...
Her faith making the relation inevitable...
Charm galvanizes the bonding amiable...
Appeal makes the world go insane...
Sensual touch triggers the temptation...

With her we see our own shrunk image cuddling in hands...
Shopping for toys bringing the entirety within...
Affection gets the childhood back...
The stupid plays, The pleasant days...
The mimicking voice, The screaming noise...
The loving tantrums, reading phantom...
Tiny feet bringing the luck... Croon too melodies to sleep...
Child's innocent cry and sleep gathers the universe in holding palms...

Its You ...
Yes its YOU Women...

Whose love and affection...
Would always be due...
Whose intentions are clear...
Even at its rear...

Who would cry for others...
Being the spring in all weathers....
Thinking not of her own feathers...
Travels canyon, no matter if they happen to be razors...

Fading her own very obsession...
Embraces the drowning compression...
Spreading happiness, being her only passion...
Whose shelter would be a runway, for love, no matter if she owns a mansion....

Its You...
Yes its YOU Women...


Pankti...


# Applause for picture, goes to the each individual photographer who clicked the images used. Apologies for using it without permission due to lack of knowledge of ownership.

Absolute is Solitude...

Thought and thought about something called absolute,
Found it no less than solitude,

Joys in their complete perfection,
Is dancing doll lonely in her mansion,
They need tears for self appreciation,
As factual for the illusion....

Thought and thought about something called absolute,
Found it no less than solitude,

Heart at its extreme contentment,
Is restraint in its own evolvement,
Valor and vigour being adamant,
Takes you to the higher attainment....

Thought and thought about something called absolute,
Found it no less than solitude...


Pankti....

Miraculous Feel...

Thinking of a time when you are caught up in yourself, all of a sudden you hear some words spoken to you... which are ...specially for you ... you not only feel this but someone lets you know... bring an eternal peace to you ... when you know something like this is written just for you...

" I am longing to invite you for an eternal expedition
  The day my eyeballs caught your mesmerizing face...
  The day I heard your musical voice...
  The day our forever companionship was accepted...

  I wish to drive you at a place where...
  Endless sea feel complacent just by hugging the sand that touched your tiny feet...

  I wish to fly you at a place where...
  Limitless sky behold your sensational and stunning beauty...

  I wish to sing along at a place where...
  Mellifluous zephyr strive to mingle with your melodic chirping...

  I wish to take you at a place where...
  Stillness of surroundings disrupted by magical words... "

No matter what is destined... the feeling itself is divine... brings a rosy blush to you... blossoming cheer to you... If you are lucky enough to feel this... embrace it with open arms... melodious charm...


Pankti....

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HidE n SeeK

Scars... seen on the spotless angelic face...
Exhibiting the last move with blindly pace...
Ain't visible to naked eyes...
Unable to hide the true lies...
Unless the infinite soul dies....

Juggling the owed undue...
Isn't accepting with grace...
Its just making it array mess...
Un-knotting the hearty ties...
Everything left only to realize...

Erasing leaving no embossed trace...
Peeps later day in the dark space...
Being only a matter of adamant tries...
Either taking up new flies...
Or ending up in vital malice...

Start up with the beginner's charm...
It wouldn't ever harm...
Awaiting is the unexpected surprise...
Guess, this is what...
Living life king size...

Pankti....



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Embracing The Mortal Agony...

Life is living as body...
Death is living as soul...
Both having limitations..
Of their own...

Death having peace undefined...
To Life it seems a mime...
Life here cannot be refined...
Though a smile can make sun, shine...


Pankti....

Battle of mind and heart...

Everyday a new battle, Glad that its not a war...

If it's a war..no matter who wins... the defeat shall be thine...

So many places around, where indifference and sensitivity together dine...

Dragging the poor soul in the light, lime...

But never for a prolonged time...

Never for a prolonged time...

Leaving them await for the master dice to roll...

Try and peep into the small and insightful hole...

No matter how hard you try, no matter how high you fly...

Remain invariably away from shore, attempting to quite the fearful roar...

But never for a  peaceful soul...

Never for a  peaceful soul...





Pankti....



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Sleep: Slice Of Death.... Death: Lengthiest Slice Of Sleep

Waking up with a nightmare is easier.... Living a nightmare is deadlier...

In struggling with the waves of daily life….we actually couldn't spend time either at ease or at disguise together.... for past one month...

It feels weird (mix of guilt and resentment) past few months people prayed for the lengthiest slice...never realized that he was born winner... when it comes to answer for prayers.... he was the only one to WIN as always.... Now a feeling of betrayal has stroked heart ... a promise unsaid is broken...

Promise : A father does to himself when he prays to have a daughter to be born....

A father does to God when he is expecting his prayers to be answered....

A father does to his daughter when he gets her in his hands for first time....

A promise of seeing her in Grand Glittering Red Bridal Dress...

A promise to her for always having his hand full of blessings on her head...

A Faith blind was hammered.... A Failure endless was treasured... A Broken I was gathered... Eyes tearless were seen... Strength helpless was witnessed... Horizon dead was reached... Journey back to breath was resumed... A nest with eggs was shattered....

Pankti....

A Blind Doctor, for EYES ??

Ohh, whts this ... a nice lil story is peeping out the brains today... ohk.. come sweet heart... n live your chance the way you can!!

Ek Cheeta Cigarette ka sutta lagane hi wala tha ki achanak ek chuha

wahan aaya aur bola

"mere bhai chod do nasha, aao mere sath bhaago, dekho ye jungle kitna

khubsurat hai, aao mere saath duniya dekho"

Cheetay ne ek lamha socha phir choohe ke sath daudne laga.

Aage ek haathi afeem pi raha tha, chooha phir bola,

"haathi mere bhai chod do nasha, aao mere saath bhaago, dekho ye

jungle kitna khubsurat hai, aao mere sath duniya dekho"

Haathi bhi sath dodne laga.

Agay sher whisky peene ki taiyaari kar raha tha, choohe ne usay bhi wohi kaha.

Sher ne glass side me rakha aur choohe ko 5- 6 thappad maare.

Haathi bola, "are ye to tumhe zindagi ki taraf le ja raha hai, kyon

maar rahe ho is bechare ko ?"

Sher bola, "yeh Kameena pichli baar bhi cocaine pi kar mujhe 3 ghante

jungle mai ghumata raha".

After reading this story I got a beautiful comment... which was actually deep and intense in itself here it goes: "toh agli bar koi chuha mile toh uske sath mat dodna" !!!

I leave interpretations to you.... yes I can take the "risk" as you seem to be intelligent...

Hey are you asking for proof to your intelligence ?? OK...

PROOF IS: "You are reading this!!"

Pankti....

Beep Beep... Beep Beep... Beep Beep...

Sleeping in soft cozy kitty blanket in red.... cuddled with comfort in bed...

A fairy golden dust falling across head... twinkling little stars all around the space...

An affectionate caress in hair ... a wrinkled touch of mother's hand...

Sunny light waiting to enter your eyes... Stretching the resting body after a long night...

The innocent glance in the morning mirror... glimpse of you into a shrinked cover...

Surprising look, Jumbo T and tiny shoulders...

Mom asking to get ready for the school...

A long stare at the pinky love on the bus stop... struggling to get the seat beside...

Morning assembly and the morals songs...

Dining prayers and the messy noise...

Work sheets, rolling sticks...

Tiring plays... mouth watering suppers...

Grandma's stories... magical fairies...

Irresponsible sleep...

Alarming beep... Beep Beep... Beep Beep... Beep Beep...

Office @ 10, Office @ 10....

I wish if this dream comes true for a day... I know even you would wish for most of the days...

Pankti....

Granny Says...

Ahh.. those water droplets falling from hair...just like the dew drops from a pink blushing rose,,,,the chilling breeze.. making the cheeks turn red...

the blue sky soothing the greenery beneath... A blossoming flowery sledge ...drawn by an angelic white horse... Sliding across the icy clouds...

Why does it seem so dreamy yet so realistic...things have never been as they seemed yet so hopeful...

the desires within are a budding voyage...afraid of being withered within....

Does the prince charming exists for every princess as the granny says?...

The one who loves her selflessly... kind to her love, deeds and blind to her faults...

Just wanting to be a human soul, a flawless human soul... spreading the smile even through the dazzling tears...

The one who respects every dream, lets other be beside in each of his steps whether on stepping stones or the rolling ones.... The one who doesn't look down at others nor would let others do....

Who won't laugh about it...but smile.... one who would see the child, the dolls, the plays, the flowers...

Does the prince charming exists for every princess as the granny says?...

Pankti....

What It Feels To Be Human...

What makes me I,

What makes you thee,

It’s the love that is shared,

Makes us we...

What makes you alive,

What makes you going,

It’s the pain that you feel,

Makes you human being...

What makes me do,

What makes me die,

It’s the upheavals of life,

That makes it an endless plea...

What makes you hope,

What makes you share,

It’s the kindness that heart awaits,

Makes it a promising deed...

What makes love smile,

What makes love sad,

It’s the eternity of love,

That makes everyone glad...

What makes your family,

What makes your friends,

It’s the blessing of God on earth,

That makes you for them a worth...

Pankti....