Sunshine

From the time I’ve been yours,

I have been preserving myself for you,

From the rains,

From the sunshine,

From the spells.

From the time I’ve been yours,

I’ve been merrily keeping myself ready,

My soul and body untouched,

Like the lilies that wait for the rain, to bloom.

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In the name of love

He closed his eyes,

Why is it dark all around?

Everything is black...as kohl.

Like kohl in her eyes.

The black of her hair,

Seemed like a black ocean,

Like a scented ocean...

Her hands, as cold as ice

drenched in cold sweat.

Her hands trembled,

When he held them.

“Feel my heartbeat”...said he.

As she slowly placed her head on his chest,

She thought,

"What a beautiful way to ask someone for a hug”

And den he held her face,

to plant a full kiss on her lips.

As she closed her eyes,

He said…kiss me.

But not in the name of love!

She didn’t move,

She didn’t stop him.

But something within her spoke…

“Kiss him, in the name of love!”

Her eyes remained closed.

And a drop of tear rolled off her cheeks.

Green

It was green.

As green as ferns,

my mind.

It rained and rained...

and it grew greener and greener than ever, my mind.

Why do the woods celebrate the rain by growing greener?

Are the trees in love with the rain,

or is it the Earth?

As the water streams,

Flowing turbulent,

Along the roads,

Through the terrains,

Turning them into meadows and pastures.

In deep love,

The Earth rejoices,

at the first touch of her lover.

And a divine fragrance is born

when they made love.

With the fading season of rain,

Withered and barren became it,

Longing for the seasons to change.

The Fern too loved the rain deeply.

“You exist and hence do me”, she said.

She was beautiful,

And tender, felt he.

Even in the damp earth,

She felt the warmth,

in the thoughts of her love.

She was tiny,

But her love was passion!

The rain loved both of them.

“How can someone love both, at a time?” I wondered.

And then I realized,

That neither the Earth, nor the Fern asked him to choose between the two!

Cuz they loved him, more than he did-The fern and the earth!

 P.S.  : don't know why, but I felt like adding a description for this poem. Though every reader had his/her liberty to interpret the poem in his/her way, this is the poet's interpretation of the poem.

It says about the inner feelings of two lives-the earth and the fern. The earth is so passionately in love with the rain that it awaits for the monsoons, for the first touch of her lover. She cannot wait for the seasons to change; she is irresistibly in love with him. When the rain gently caresses her, she turns green…her dry and withered body turns fresh and green.

The fern, slender and beautiful is also a lover of the rain. She feels that the very reason for her existence is him. The dampness of the rain brought life to her. She is tender and feminine and feels cozy in the warm thoughts of her love.

The irony is that the rain loved both of them. He loved the earth and the fern. The thought that comes to our minds is that how could a man love two women at the same time. Both of them were unique of their kind. He is unable to choose between the two. Every season he visits both of them. Their love is great, because neither the earth, not the fern asked him to choose between them. It also signifies the greatness of these lovers, in comparison to a human woman. And thus the name “green”!