Picked up Shakespeare's line from "The Tempest" "Here my soul speak" My small gesture, my love and respect for the father of tragedy, romance and English literature ❤ William Shakespeare
HAPPY WORLD BOOK DAY ♥ ♥
ODE TO BOOK -----------------------
The shelves are heavy laden, with smell of woods The spine stood tightly packed So many books lined up like soldiers Covers are carrying certain fabric elegance Flamboyant vermilion rays they are disseminating There's a certain glimpse in their soul Like the roses with dew drops in watery vase It's just they are whispering "Love me whole"
We have been together since my natural Anesthetic mind found sapid of solace Season throughout season, I have enveloped My imaginations, tied up in divine Pigeon's wings And she flies towards the nectar world of wisdom I allow myself all fantasies singing by the authors
In this full moon night, I'm not alone, I never be In labyrinth of diurnal life, I've my backbone to speak Curtains of poetry, novel, stories gently shake In this old faded room and make it Heaven of Haniel Where nelipot writers walk on the cracked floor Heal the melancholy of the circumambient I'm drifting in bathos, reciting Shakespeare's verses "HERE MY SOUL SPEAK "
My love dances on pages of new new books Like smell of first rain of spring day joy Of page turning excitement of learning new words Of playing explorer and discovering new worlds Of growing my attention span as tall as Amazonian tree, as if I'm climbing to the apple of Revolution
Of characters I'm painting with smile in my eyes Of sketching with metaphors, imagery and rhymes Of feeding my imaginations by sinking in plots Of finding myself and making peace with verses Of learning new colours for my emotion, I touch You up it'll feel like touching a newborn bairn I love to get lost in the forest of redolent waves To find a world beyond reality....
Sometimes, We do our best to keep our relationships on track. Whatever it takes, we're ready to do for the person, for we truly love them..But still, sometimes we can't make it work! Why? A probable anwer to this is lack of understanding..Of needs and the other person's perspective and expectations.. For instance, if I want my partner to give me utmost attention and spend considerable time with me doing kiddish and mischievous things.. But may be, he wants me to do something else that he likes... We do for our partner what we expect in return rather than giving them what they want.. This happens from both sides, that makes the bond fragile with time. In short, we should understand the expectations of partner rather than just burdening them with all the things we want to do....And the outcome will be that they will too in return understand your feelings and emotions and respect your efforts, making a lot more for you too... In this way, you will both get what you expect out of your relationship and the bond will grow stronger with time and the love, that's always the strongest point to bind two people together.... ~Avi
Stay blessed, May your love loves you eternally And understand each other, Respect each other's needs, expectations, feelings and emotions for it to reciprocate..❤️ Or else only misunderstanding would reciprocate!
Just a perspective of mine... Let me know if it's helpful..Will be glad to know!
Let me touch your soil Let me bow down to thee And touch your feet With utter regards O my dear Gaia , My Motherland Accept my orison Which I offer to you , earnestly.
Your vermilion east horizon Resonating the chirps of passerines Their warmth and gaiety Mesmerizing even the welkin's Sun And I wake up then In that pleasant dawn Hearkening the lay of nightingale.
Trickling beyond The thickets and canopies Of Magnolia , Maple and Pine The Majestic Royal sunshine The velvety textured petal claded Path of forest climes Hugging you , O my mother To provide you warmth In days of algid blue winter And make you fertile.
Swaying , brushing gently Where soft sweet psithurism of zephyr Over golden paddy fields Amidst lush green mango trees I bow down to thee O my dear Gaia , My Motherland Accept my orison Which I offer to you , earnestly.
The land of golden harvest Where flows Holy Ganga From melting rimes of Gangotri Ingesting Universe's sins In her Holy water amicably Where flow Yamuna , Brahmaputra , Cauveri And Nile and Mississippi I bow down to thee O my dear Gaia , My Motherland The queen of the universe Accept my orison Which I offer to you , earnestly.