“Love”

An ethereal yet sublime vibe she exuded,
Her eyes filled with lofty dreams,
Her passion so strong that you could feel it,
Like a rhythmic movement in a stream.

She talked about a “love” not known to many,
A “love” in its purest form, a “love” without a reason,
So intense that it would stand at the verge of madness,
And yet she insisted that it could never turn into a demon.

She would say that it touches the deepest part of your soul,
That your soul senses it much before your mind sees it,
That it’s like a song that only you can hear, a tune only you can hum,
That it’s like a divine manifestation deep down in your spirit.

If you would look into her eyes, you would see the zest in her,
If you would touch her, you would sense the hope in her,
If she ever looked at you with her dreamy eyes,
You would know why deep down I believed in her…

– Yamini Sharma

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Beautiful Love

This coming year lets take a vow,
that we’ll spread our love all around,
lets heal with our loving touch,
let not anyone fall to the ground
lets hold everyone in our warm embrace,
lets once again start,
a new journey with this sunshine,
a journey which connects all hearts
lets try to rise above our ego,
lets try to understand,
that man is the epitome of love,
lets lend our helping hand,
there is inside us a faint light,
let us ignite it tonight,
let this vibrant light shine within each one,
lets make this world bright,
lets make ourselves better human beings,
lets spread this lovely feeling,
lets hold each others hands,
lets feel this process of healing.

Time

Time

Time has no limit,
do we know where it ends?
Today a new one breathes,
and his new life begins,
but some where else someone fights,
to live, to breathe, to survive,
but finally he loses, he dies,
his soul now wanders in the universe,
to come back he may or may not averse,
But the transformation of time,
he cannot escape,
time gives us new shapes,
we exist as humans on earth,
we traverse as souls,
we stay as memories in hearts,
and one day we again start,
in the form of a new life we begin,
this time, finite or infinite,
we only know the days and nights,
its only the transformation,
that i can understand,
yet there are different notions,
of this thing called time.

yamini

Crossroads of Life…

Crossroads of life..

At crossroads of life, a man often wonders,

why me, why was i chosen,

why the chains of fate cannot be broken,

But to the forces of destiny each man surrenders.

He may be the strongest, the richest, the best,

he may earn money, fame, power; rule above the rest,

yet he can’t save the dying,

he can’t kill who still has life,

these forces of life make him surrender,

At crossroads of life, this is what i wonder,

how to the forces of destiny each man surrenders.

Yamini