चिंब भिजलेली (Marathi Poem)

चिंब भिजलेली (Chimb Bhijaleli - Marathi Poem)

मला आवडेल नदी किनारी

केस मोकळे सोडलेली तू पाहायला 

आवडेल मला पावसात चिंब भिजलेली

तू आपल्या मधुर वाणीने 

माझा नाव घेताना ऐकायला

मखमली तू त्या थेम्बानाहि भासशील 

राहता न येयील इच्छा असतानाही त्यांना

झुरत झुरत ओझरून जातीलही ते 

पण माझे ग काय होयील मी तिथे असताना

त्या पावसाच्या पाण्यात भिजलेली

तू जशी लाजशील तशीच 

तशीच तुझी ती लाजरी मुद्रा   

माझ्या आठवणीत साठवून ठेवीन 

तुझा दुरावा सुसह्य करण्यासाठी 

तू जवळ नसताना 

- i am jungled!

Special Mention: Majhi avadati paus kavita "Paus - Sandeep Khare"

If So When? (Love Poem)

If So When?

Be Mine

This one I had written long back... This was my first attempt at writing one of this kind... It will take some time for me to work on an art that will justify the content. 
Hope you enjoy reading this one! :) (comments and likes are always welcome!) 

do i need to teach you romance

tell you how to dance

in the daylight and when it's dark

i find myself dying for your glance

know you are not the sand

slipping from my hands

not the moon, what's a thorn

a lovely charm take my hand

tie a knot ask me to stay

tell me not to drift apart

forget about the sands of time

let's talk of the stars

keep faith in me let me show you

how fearless i am

love and leave me not

the silk in my arms

come here have no remorse

give me just a chance

let me walk along

forget about the world around

come to me not to go with the time

i just have this birth of mine

come to me hold my hand

come and be mine

Paradise Seeker (Wolf's Rain-inspired)

Recently I finished watching this Jap anime series "Wolf's Rain" and was more than overwhelmed by the great story telling. It grew on me!! It's about life and the purpose why you are given one, everyone here is to serve a purpose.. but how much do we strive to fulfill it.

Set in a post-apocalyptic world where the earth is now merely a wasteland and humans are living in the filthy stenched cities. Wolves are assumed extinct for 200 years, though they are surviving by disguising themselves as one of them. Now four young wolves will follow the scent of Lunar Flowers on a dangerous quest to find that which legend promises them: Paradise. Happy Reading! :) (Click on the image to enlarge.)

Living And Dying

Paus (Marathi Poem)

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Aaplya pratikriya majhyasathi anamol ahet...

tenva khaalil chaukatit tya nondavnyas visaru naka. :) :P :P

I Close My Eyes/Like You Care

Worked hard on the art work for this post(this one can go as a wallpaper on your desktop :)), thanks to google for the images that i used.