Dreamy mind and soul

I meant not to be pretty

Just a little hasty

Fleeting from flower to flower

Sniffing for that familiar fragrance;

One that hits the right note

One that the soul seeks.

I dream often

And often I dream,

Of funny things and

Cones of Ice cream,

Or that rainbow across the sky

And the bird flying by;

Hopes and desires

Writ in large bold letters.

Sometimes it makes no sense

And then I let it be.

Fragments of thoughts and 

The infinities within it,

Color up that canvas

Of my dreamy mind and soul.

Sunset, hopes and sadness

Sunsets are hope for

Another day of sunrise in the fields,

For the birds to go back to their nests,

For seekers to find their destination,

For lovers to spend a night together.

Why is it then sunset also brings in 

Some sadness.

Sad for another day gone by,

Sad for not doing things as planned,

Sad for not saying things harboured in the heart,

Sad for it brings another day closer to existence.

Heartaches and Pancakes

Pancakes I like

Perfectly round and fluffy.

A batter of flour and eggs

Mixed with a pinch of love 

and all things sweet,

Can uplift a gloomy soul to

happy in minutes.

But heartaches I don't like

They're difficult to go through. 

Anxiety and a searing pain

That turns a happy soul to 

Melancholy in minutes.

So what if I had heartaches 

and pancakes together

Would it soothe the aching heart?

The sweetness to cut out

The burn left behind.

It may be a good combination

Atleast it rhymes well.

Its nothing like something

made with love and sugar

That cant heal a thing.

What am I?

Look closer

I may not be

What you seem to perceive.

I can be sweet but mean

As cold as in your dream.

I can be warm as the summer 

Or chilly like the winter wind.

I can be a hound lying

In the shadows

Waiting to pounce on your innocent soul.

Or maybe I am none of these

But just a figment of your imagination

That haunts you day and night

Never for once leaving your hazy sight.

The ocean calms my restless soul

I stand and gaze

As the sun goes down

To meet its beloved,

At the end of a tiring day.

Darkness presumed soon after

But the glow of the last yellow rays,

Talked of a promise

To meet another day.

I wonder what the tales are,

That the sun whispers to the water

As it nears the horizon

Longing for a kiss thats warm.

As I stand there

Fleeting through my endless thoughts

I realised I have touched shore

Because

"The ocean calms my restless soul".

Oh food

They talk to me, do they to you?
Look at a picture of food
or look at that piping hot dish staring back at you
from the plate.
Warm flames from the sides,
that aroma of spices.
Oh how can I not like you immensely
Oh food
you are lovelier than the loveliest;
my eternal love for a lifetime.
However hard I try to refrain,
I will always come back to you.

Million years ago

And often I thought

The one I met

I have often wondered
how would it be,
To let go of my inhibitions
and be what the heart says.

And have I ever been able to do that?
Not often
but yes I did!
With the one I met
so unexpectedly. 

Has my life been so surprised,
Did that tiny butterfly flutter,
flutter so high?
High beyond the clouds that
the plane passed by.

What serenity it had,
The freedom within capacity.
The winds of the season,
the moon in the valley.

The one I met taught me,
to let oneself be free
once a while.

Calmness in chaos

Lost girl!