One day my friend , little birdy , asked me out of a blue, while we were alone ,apart from the world ,listening to the cadence of wind in the fairy jungle and sweet songs of so many creatures lulling our ears , from far hills…
– “What is a home ,buddy ?”
I got surprised with this sudden question, felt a tingling of pain deep in my heart ,got silent ,and then after pondering a while …slowly with a stuttering, sad voice with pain I said to the little birdy ..
– A Home must be a place ,where you don’t get lonely !
A home must be a place ,where you don’t get left behind !
A home is probably somewhere people don’t judge you !
A home I think is a place where people don’t engage themselves in searching n finding faults in you !
A home must be a beautiful, bright and warm place where everybody smiles ,sings, dances ,breathes ,moves freely and loves each other deeply , abundantly !
And my dear, little birdy ..! A home must be a place where your Mom is waiting for you !
We don’t have a home buddy ! “
Tears started to rain from my eyes and words couldn’t be uttered anymore !
Little birdy said ..
– ” If that is a home then You are my Home ! buddy ! “
A sweet smile waved on my sad lips and reached through my teary chicks ..
I hugged my little birdy with affection ,love ,satisfaction and new found hope !
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 !
.( My own photography )
♥️Is It A Dream ? ♥️
Is it a dream or reality ?
Its too hard to believe it’s real !
If it’s a dream I don’t want to wake up !
Is it really you walking by my side
Is it really you watching me with these loveful eyes ?
This crimson sunset is so dreamy
And the more heavenly view before me is you
Its your presence that enhancing the beauty around me
These moments I am going to treasure
In the lock of my soul
And paint them in the canvass of the golden memories !
I want to watch this view every time with you
I want to walk with you on the seashore
And see these lovely birds flying over
I want to see this world around us changing
And beauty fleeting before our eyes
Like rainbows and the shooting stars
And see the magic shower of snows .
Till our old days ,for our all days
Till our last breaths, till our last days
I want to see all this and live all this
With your eyes and your heart next to me !
Mist of Rain and Fog —
The downpour of sky in this silent dead, night
Reverberates in the zephyr with melancholy.
A whiff of nostalgic aroma stuffs my breath
Splash of raindrops stream down
On the glass of window
Leaving their stresses behind
Screaming all night a silent cry.
Wintry chill along with this thunder peal
Synergize my heart’s clangorous shrill
I sit and wait here numb in a long night vigil
Watching this deem ray of candle
How it burns and smiles in silence
Still it’s last flicker in death.
A mist of rain and fog covers the earth
Making this dreadful night more eerie.
So dull and dark my world
Just like this murky night .
Tears of solitude rains through my eyes
I succumb to this pang of an endless waiting
Until all this pain and tears evaporate
To nothingness ,like a cloud free sky.
Just like this mist of rain and fog will
When the sun will kiss the ground
At the break of dawn.
.©Glorry Shubhashree 🍁
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 !
– Glorry Shubhashree
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.