Ode to my Room Mates!

Glint in my eye did fade at the thought of five,
Roommates I mean, but soon the glint reappeared happy and spry.

Wonder if he ever gets tired of his bed and quilt,
Loves movies and is a charm this Ankit!

Sid carries a mysterious smile on a beguiling face,
Chottu is his acronym which makes this ‘IT freaks’ face with anger lace.

Stranger is hardly to be seen bit but when around is good fun,
Anup ‘the chick magnet’ shall with his aura stun.

Carries a burgeoning smile and makes chicks go ‘Amy Amy’,
Amey thinks deep and a buddy indeed through joy or through blue!

Ergonomic Decor

Groping in the dark leading nowhere,
Haze so substantial, miasma is all my eyes can stare,
Numbness encumbers my ergonomic décor,
Light shall dribble through, sometime..somehow..somewhere…..

Hotsy Totsy...

Soaring summer afternoon with a Wodehouse novel,
All is hotsy-totsy for there is literature and humour to unravel.
Gurgling of Ginger Ale shall serve me good and capital,
Spring shall beam on livelier iris for my twitch shall soon settle!

And my eye-brow raises 1/8th of an inch.......

Contemplating Bard

Revelations that have streaked me with stupor,
Despondent clouds threaten to encumber.
An unwelcome saunter along a beach boulevard,
Mind wandered unto the realms of a contemplating bard.


My Mind Speaks....

Desert Safari..

Grains of sand celebrated under the haze of the sun,
Bumpy ride, albeit it was fun,
Arabian Nights personified the allegories of an unusual mold,
Colours of the night unfurled in to vagaries better untold.

:-)

Slumber in November...

Slumber where art thou?

Like a moonlit summer night tucked away in peace,
Oft I wonder if thy countenance my eyes shall crease,

Slumber where art thou?

In darkness blessings of your warmth I seek,
Mind fights, Body revolts and does for tranquility beseech!

Sweet November where art thou?

Windless Summer Call!

Hush surrounded a sultry night and windless summer call,
Fountains danced to hums of water, trying to stand tall,
Chocolate was the flavour of moon-sunken night and spirit just wouldn’t stall!
Moonlit walk,you could hear the whisper, Happy Birthday Bal!

:-)

Sweet Sadma!

Bliss redefined with sprouts and a moonlit walk,
Unaware was I of cognition brewing over a coffee talk,
Of coffee mug that my heart was lent, little did I know it would stalk,
Sweet sis sneaked under pretension of ale and my beam would not caulk!

Under Sweet Sadma!

Ode to the Blue!

Thou art the hue so cosmic and azure,
Music you would chant when life becomes difficult to endure,
Push me forth and battles not to abjure,
Clear as a sun-drenched day and let not the clouds obscure!

Time is relative..

Arid and comatose are the days that pass by,
Ponder I do on the time that has gone by,
Of erudition, of comrades will I ever get by?
Time is relative; chronological immobility is what I entreat to come by!

Aurous Halo...

Golden locks that emblazon in the sun,
Aurous halo that they emit reflect the person,
Sweetness reeks from the smile that she does profuse,
Pray I do for the spark to last and happiness to effuse!

Pray I shall eternity!

Fleeting Hiatus....

The grind reaches a fleeting hiatus,
Wine would lace commencement of a phase lacking stimulus,
Of fountains and waterfronts serenity is what I yearn,
Behold, Sweet November closes its heels, memories begin to churn!

Weeping Cloud!

A haze of weeping cloud that falls,
Drowns thee in melancholy and mournful calls,
Bidding adieu, eyes so numb, senses fail,
Anguish encumbers the heart so frail!

Human Apathy.....

Whence did all turn in to a massacre?
Human apathy to ethics, a scene so macabre,
Beseech I do for the cloud of sanity I so revere,
Hell broke loose with ethics not so austere!

Mental Anesthesia!

It was Heaven effusing Ambrosia,
Wafts of rice and sambhar, mental anesthesia,
Gloating over the viands in temporary amnesia!
Back to the grind, heart still beaming with nostalgia!