''Friends''

Not born together
But stays together

Bonded with love
Shares sweetness like dove

Destructive and Peaceful
Funny and Helpful

Fellows who define happiness
People who cure loneliness

The ones to go on drives with
The ones to have booze with

They pull you down like a mire
But publicly becomes a savior

As close as families
And witnesses of our follies

They are idiots for lifetime
With whom we are super fine.

"Drizzle"

Clear skies turning black

The dry air turning damp

Winters turning cold
The summers turning old

Birds on trees turning more
Chirping around turns to nodes

Soil turns wet
Air turns great

The scorching summers

Give way to mooners

Sight of slight grey
Creatures turned all to their drey

Spectrum with no ends
Experience of no days

Mesmerizing to see
Contentment for thee.

A Never-Ending Journey

The Raindrops

On the window's tops

Flowing down the surfaces

Passing through different phases

Accompanied by similar being

Just like clones with each human being

Unknown yet parallel they walk

Just like a bird that mock

Much of a life's race

This journey is difficult to trace

Destiny lies at the end

But life's meant to mend

This would not end ever

And the struggle would run forever.

'Summer Nostalgia'

Under the bright sun
With friends on the run

Climbing the trees of town
With tiny limbs and a frown

Little ones riding the tricycles
Taller on the bicycles

Stopping on the roadside
Rocking on the four sides

Ice-cream cones in the hands

Icy cream on the pants

Jumping and Prancing all over
Marching and dancing like a hover

Eating candies and lolly-pops
Playing with all sorts of props

Smiling faces, shining eyes
Wide awake till sunrise

Playing carom and cards
With family until one retards

Those days are gone
Leaving behind memories of home

Till now comes the summer
But only for those little runners.

Gathering Experiences

Down the 4-lanes, between the bushy corners and green surroundings. All alone for the first time. No fears. Words and phrases overflowing in my mind. A way back here is destined yet this journey is amazingly different.

Bengaluru, India - the IT hub and the City of Gardens. Here began a new life, a new phase. Away from comforts and luxuries. New people, New home, New routes and New Me. Everyday is fixed ; still few things wait ahead.

Among the Skyscrapers and Industries; circled with technologies and varieties of people. No hustle-bustle in the daily routine but certainly a busy city. Its good to be here but at times its bad because Independence is not all about freedom but loneliness too.

However the times go, at the end of the day a sleep in solace is no less an elixir. Just remember to curve your lips because Smiling at ends makes the rest more beautiful.