PRAC’TISH’ING LOVE……..

Traits whispered into my ears and made my day,

I know her a lot now, how I would rather say,

Her ‘pinch’ worked magic, shifting my gaze away,

Its panache for you or' beauty and enigma' conspired that way.

Face which moved’ ari’ with its divinity and might,

Mole decorates the left and dimple compliments being absolutely right,

She has a gift as she makes people forget their plight,

Ailments of incurable state, vanishes, when they meet her sight.

Privileged was the persuasion which made me add up her list,

I just didn’t meet her but with alluring destiny had a tryst,

Scores of my ego came crashing down and panted amidst,

Heartbeats raced when she ‘SALSA’ED into my heart with her clenched fist.

Beauty is she while black adds a subtle charm,

Eyes asking which veil they deserve for that hushed romance,

Unkempt hairs make the serenity grow in a more lethal way,

Pink attire and flaunting smile, slowly pushed this debris in a trance.

I wonder why I didn’t meet her earlier and made this piece for her,

Dragged past the ‘dominoes’ and allowed her dreams to usher,

My life stays the best and attractive in a way,

Just closed her snap for the twentieth time today and m still not over.

Could have gone on and on but I chose modulating my whims,

Melted me like, over the coffee her vanquishing aroma brims,

Together we stay, I doubt, as god has made for her better schemes,

But ‘TISH’ED out a SA’TISH’FIED PRAC’TISH’ to cherish all, in my dreams.

PEARL ‘AMOUR’…..

Wanted by every other guy strolling around,

Gifts one loose, some earthly, while some way too profound,

Come what may she won’t cease a chance,

To fill your life with her ever chirpy sound.

Storms do bend when they see her face,

Still some fighters love getting lost in this tormenting maze,

It’s the time she takes up love in her stride,

Else more PEARLS will be saying 'amour' with hands to embrace.

Unexpected things occur with her in every other while,

Surprises may be a ‘bourno’ or a set of glittering smile,

In trouble though she won’t even frown a bit,

Will show you the leo traits or her usually enacted skit.

Wants attention but gets overdosed often in the way,

Strong will as amidst these her focus would never sway,

Will say the truest of things which no one would believe,

Would keep you on the toes and even expectations at bay.

She knows she has got a thing or two buried inside,deep,

Ego triumphs,as no one knows or gets to peep

Into her heart,she fails to understand that lover’s pain,

Accept the pearl, he means amour and its driving him insane.

IT’S W’OENDR’FUL……

 My Dreams never looked so real before,

Tides of sanity ,after a years,reached ashore;

The morning started off with your name popping on my screen,

The brief stay of urs,makes me curious and craving for more.

It has been years, but we didn’t talk much,

Maybe because to woo a scholar, I never had a plan or such;

Still ‘better late than never’ aptly shapes the while,

 It Feels W’OENDR’FUL knowing u better and trying to make u smile.

Cooks and paints with utter zest and zeal,

Slowly strengthening her realms in the ‘MECHATRONICAL’ skill,

Among the very best I ever heard of with connections,

Kudos to her talent…and modesty is what she maintained even then and still.

May seem a fragile and uninteresting person to start,

Though deep inside she is an unrelenting stalwart;

Jotting down those dark secrets amidst her busy schedule;

Though great at all trades, I wish calling her circuit’s Mozart.

A newly made friend and my newest adjective hub,

She adds up in the my elite admirers club,

The spelling glitch in the title is a deliberate dedication to her name;

I hope this alliance grows up more and she always stays the same.

‘MATH’MERIZED……

Sent far off in search of my true self,

Threw myself amidst the other probables,

Entered the ballroom to put on my dancing shoes;

Where I saw, an enigmatic damsel, busy in herself.

Curiosity prevailed and my blinks made me feel a bit edgy,

Ignored me as if I wasn’t meant to be there,

Just a glance is what I wished from her;

 For which to heaven I sent many a prayer.

Performances were bleak not hers but mine,

I wasn’t bothered though as I was happy to see her shine,

Heard her speak to me as numbers danced in my head;

So MATH’merized’ was I, skipped my dine that very day at nine.

Winter came and we were dressed as better performers,

Had variety with the better ones throwing tantrums,

She skipped all these and settled down being clad in blue;

All horns blared but her silence proved to be most true.

Years went by as I learned a trick or two about my trade,

Winner in my own ways but a thought gives me a shudder,

Couldn’t say a thing when she was around those days;

And even now, there are many lines which I still can’t utter.

She made me feel good about numbers and signs,

She made the horrid stage feel like a shrine,

Got brains to captivated even the deities of intellect, but;

She still misses the link that why I skipped the dine that day at nine.