Two Wandering Warrior Souls

So many books we have read
So many seasons we have seen
So many stories we know
So many tales we have heard
So many places we have visited
So many people we have met
But never found a story like us
Never found a love like ours
Never knew a person like you exist
Never hoped to be ever loved like this
It was pure magic ,it was pure miracle
The meeting of us and falling in love.

Well ,enough history we studied
Roamed many palaces and castles
Let us now plunge into the kingdom of our souls
Let’s discover their genesis and exodus
And explore that real man and woman
Beneath this robe of common human
Who have fought thousand battles
Bled, wounded, cried and starved
Seen mound of deaths and loss
Walked on thorns ,and broken glasses of dreams
Yet survived unknown plagues and wars
Founded chronicles of thrones
And hoisted flags of victory .

Let our tears sing about our sorrow
And our heart beats dance with joy
Let us look into the depth of our eyes
Which speak thousand words in silence
Let us study those eloquent eyes
And catch it’s every syllable
Learn it’s every language
Let’s survey and relish our silence
For it is a dialect too.

©Glorry Shubhashree

Earth Is A Heaven Itself

Earth has everything to excite us ,it’s a heaven itself ..but we don’t realise that and we think heaven is something really different from this world and our heaven means only gold, diamonds, rivers of honey..and all such crazy, greedy expectations..though I don’t deny the richness of heaven .

Have you ever looked at this earth ,this world .. don’t you ever realize it’s heaven itself .! The friendship, the bonds ,the love we share with our family, relatives, friends ,pets ,.. isn’t it so divine ..! Are they not the wingless earth angels ! Do they not carry an essence of heaven !

The rich verdant fields ,the white clouds spread across the vast blue sky playing with the sun the hide and seek , the hills and mountains of mystery and treasures, the colourful rainbow embracing the sky, the ocean waves dancing with the rise and fall of the tides , the dawn and dusk echoing with the birds song ,and the sky playing the festival of colours ..!

Are they not the view of heaven ,are they not divine ..! What more beauty and miracle you expect heaven to be oh greedy man .If you are not happy with this earth and it’s majestic beauty doesn’t appeal you ..I don’t know what will !
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.( My own photography )

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©Glorry Shubhashree

The Mermaid And The Moon

Tell me dear if you know the answer
Whether life would be much better
Our tale of love more enchanting
If I was a mermaid in a distant sea
And you the beautiful white moon .

Tell me dear tell me please
Would you still love me then
From that unfathomable height
From that vast distance of space .

Would you look at me in tenderness
Would you listen to my songs
Which I would sing in my loneliness
Sitting alone on the bed of a rock
Staring at you with love
Lying down dreaming all night
Bathing in your silver light .

Tell me dear I want to hear
If the dawn arrives awaking the moor
Hiding you behind the veil of blue sky
And me merged into the deep blue sea
Will you miss me ,will you recall me
In your distant kingdom ,among the stars.

Will you search me there
Will you wait for the night again
To meet again ,to shower me again
With your warm love and pearly light .

Will you shed a tear and take a sigh
If the grey clouds block your ways
If I too lost my way in the caves
And I couldn’t come to this place
To this rudy rock on the surface .

Tell me dear without any fear
If our love will be the same
In any form ,in any time
In any place ,in any distance .

If our hearts will beat like this
In this sweetest harmony
In this beautiful rythm
Forever and always !

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– Glorry Shubhashree

Eternal Pain


The graceful water can not know
The pang of a burning bonfire
The birds in sky that voyage free
Can not know , can not think
The pain and songs of a standing tree.

The breathing body doesn’t know
The silent tears of its ghoulish shadow
The dust flies up and mixes with air
But doesn’t know the countless whiplash
The frictions ,and agitation of the ground
From which it’s really took birth.

The rainforest of flaura and fauna
With murmuring streams and lucid river
The exuberant life throbbing in every corner
Doesn’t know the curse and cry
The destitution and parchedness
Of a desolate, dry ,dying wasteland.

The horizon doesn’t know
The distance of East from West
Or the chasm between earth and heaven
Neither the sundering of day and night
The vast vaccum that fills them up.
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©Glorry Shubhashree