Photogenic

More than photogenic, more than scion of nature,

More than full of life, more than amazing creature,

More than dancing soul, more than sassy,

High in character and more than classy!

Stockholm and the Back Water…

The city of elegance and the capital of calmness,

Surrounded by the Baltic, and its holiness,

Enriched by the fika culture and surely by the students,

A typical student city and the capital for prudents,

The host of the nobel prize and the pride of Scandinavia,

The city accolades the best at city hall and even other trivia,

The beautiful city life , with forest and beach even at centre of city,

In summer, back water reflects the sun’s beauty,

In winter, the back water host the ground for skiing,

The city is sheer love as holds the butterfly feelings.

Nature at its best!

Every time bring it’s own aura and the new way to smile,

Currently when people are locked, these beautiful creatures are all loud for a while,

When they just step outside my door, ask me to flash my camera on them,

I am simply spellbound, on the poses of them,

They should have all the time to feel free in this world,

Also when the humans are out and above their whirled!

I still have the freedom…

Yes, I still have the freedom to express myself,

To flaunt my beauty and mingle around ourselves,

After a longtime, we all are free,

To feel our sky again, to cross the open spree,

Unable to understand, why the humans are all locked,

They use to craft the cage, but we see them framed,

No big birds capturing my sky,

All dissolved but we don’t know why,

We heard someone whispering about their conditions,

Till humans are murmuring many evasions,

Some says the karma, some says the calamity,

Whatever they did, we pray for their safety!

My Guest

Some come and go,

Some come and stay forever,

Some just come and row,

Some stand and apart never!

Butterfly

Let me wish, to witness you,

Let me adore, the beautiful you,

Let me see the colors of you,

Let me fly just like you.

Open your wings

To spread your charm and wisdom,

Have to come and open your wings of wisdom.

Need to toggle the ground,

To spread like the speed of light and sound.

Then the sky is all yours,

Just open the wings and see the cures.

Eyes of the stars

Ramsagar Trek

In awe of the dancing star,

In charisma of waving in shower,

In the zeal of her spirituality,

Always heading her sagacity .

Dreaming yet standing Tall

Albert Hall, Jaipur, India

The illusion or dream of adolescence,
Destined to zenith or in verge of penance.
The smile, the laugh, the voyage to dream,
From a struggler to the meticulous beam.
A craze which incorporated to be the one,
The Sparks of echelon is like the son of sun.

Cuteness Overloaded

A bit and bite is all I want,

To rise, fall and grant,

Need a space to nest my living,

Crave for love and serving.

Typically Humans

Jaipur, India

Sometimes you just see yourself in mirror,

Sometimes gets shock in fear,

But they are better version of what we see in mirror,

Unlike them, we make tough for each other, in fear.

Weasel’s thirst

Sometimes thirst are just for the necessity,

The way to come out of ignominy,

It’s unlike the greediness, the echelon lead,

The necessity must come above the race and creed.