DREAMS OF THOSE AWAKENING NIGHTS...

Dreams of those awakening nights,

Forgetting them is itself a fright.

Maybe because they have been the only ones,

With whom I have spent my precious night hours.

Tackling through the bushes, pushing them apart,

Slowly as I reach that spot,
I glance at the unbelievable sight,
At which most of you would gaze in fright,
I choose my fate every night,
Even though no one waits by my side...

Dreams of those awakening nights,
Remembering them alone, gives me pride.
Maybe because they have been so mysterious all the time,
That I cannot just not have the quest to know more of my might.

Embracing me in that milky night,
There...stands the moon,
Floating in unmeasurable height,
Staring at me, as if giving me a boon,
And whispers," Promise me that thou shall never forget
Thy dreams, because deep within thy heart there lies nothing but
Thy mesmerized dreams...Fulfill them my child, fulfill thy dreams!"

And so I make a promise to always remember my dreams,
As I know they are the medium of my life's success,
And so is true for you too...

Dreams of those awakening nights never let you sleep, do they?


 

NO ARTIST TOLERATES REALITY!!..

No artist tolerates reality,
Because not all that we see is the truth,
And not all that is unseen, illusion.
Well, you may ask, 'then what is the confusion?'

The problem is simple,
All believe in reality and confess it to be normal,
But what I feel is that reality may seem formal,
However, it is truly weired and abnormal,
Because it's imagination that can create reality,
Not logic that creates fantasy ...

No artist tolerates reality,
Because all you have is a little chance to show you quality,
Very little though...
But imagine of all those who are shushed forever!
To receive a pinch of mercy they will have to always endeavor,
To achieve tiny success they will have to fight with, be it whosoever.

And that is why NO ARTIST TOLERATES REALITY!!......     
And I am sure that you too would not believe in reality if you would be such an artist.

SO TRY AND BECOME ONE..........

A LITTLE TO GRIEVE, A LOT TO ADORE

I little to grieve, a lot to adore,
Of the situations life has sent across,

A lot to believe, a little too more,
Of what life brings to me, with a sudden pause...

Of all who have walked this path,
I ask, did you not face these adversities?
Did you not know how to overcome all of it with ease?

But you have reached the cliff now,
And I am yet to begin the climb,
So lend me a hand, oh please do,
So that I can reach up there too.

So little to grieve, yet a lot to adore,
Of what I have gone through,

A lot to believe, a little too more,
To know what will happen next...

All I ask is the sight of the path that you have walked all alone,
And all I ask is a hand to lend, and guide me, so that I do not walk alone............
 

A LETTER TO THE UNKNOWN

It's for your presence that my desires await,
And all my achievements?
Well, call them chance or call them fate...

Blur vision and empty minds take man nowhere, they say,
Yet they mention it quite often, that one must relearn everything,
To know something new that passes by their way...

Whom must I listen to in this world full of knowledgeable creatures,
To pursue my dream that only you have achieved?
When no man can figure out my desires unrevealed,
I look up to you, because I know not defeat,
Because you have taught me to overcome it by extreme grit.

Of course , you do not know me, and knowing that hurts,
But I persuade my heart, with my desires that I know can only be fulfilled with you........


All I ask is your friendship and support, to lift me at lest till the position of your toe, and then this admirer of your's may be satisfied.

Your's lovingly,
Kripa 

It took me six days to complete my book- Friendliest Love and Loveliest Friend. Although it is just a twenty-four page book, I imagine it to be one of my simplest creations, and would love to share it with all of you..........

Remember! It is an e-book in amazon kindle so you all can have a look at it, even during this lock-down.