When the meadow spoke serenity,
I overtook it’s calmness and sat on
The dry ground with a poise
To feel the tranquility of love
In the stillnes of the feelings!
The peace and quiet field,
Felt without breeze,
With a touch of togetherness
With sunlight,
Had a quietness when the love
Was felt in that beautiful spread!
When my soul was radiating
In an air of serenity,
How can I even get up and
Walk outside this lovely meadow!!?
Your heart is too special to be
Carried kindly because of it’s
Tender feelings!
So,my heart has found a habitat
In your feelings!
So don’t think it’s a magic.
In it’s tender nature,it has undergone
All the pain in it’s torture
To land here.
With all my care and hearty love,
It’ll be showered with kind notes of love
Everyday to make it feel
Safe and secure!
The face of your cruelty
Opened all the pages of
Your book of the dusty
Corner sense of vision;
Some pages revealed
What a useless ,trash
Distant object I used
To be,for you;
Not one page said about
My true self which you
Never tried to see;
But the book was heavy
With tears and miseries
You gave me;
The first and last page,
Of memories was
However ,was torn and
Shredded into pieces;
Visible under the book;
Each piece had the stains
Of blood and moist with
Painful tears!!!
Completely messed up snow cat!
How come snowman covers himself
And people adore him with decoration
Of carrots and ,even a hat!
Look at me!
Leave decoration alone, they’re laughing
At me,that too showing to their kids?
Humans!I don’t understand them.
They cuddle me when I am not a snow cat
And they love snowman, even a man such
A respect!
Feeling like digging burrow in the snow,
To escape to an unaltered human race!
I’ll hide behind those gifts,till they’re busy!
If not ,they won’t spare me!
Poetry of a Bohemian 