Long Vibgyor Poems

At this dawn of "bon voyage", 
after million escapades of 
blindfolded fate, I'm trespassing
through the pirouetting pigments 
of fading frolics and 
windsurfing towards rose-oiled 
beams of glossy sun as its 
gossamer grandiose has 
finally enveloped...

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                                  Colourification--...

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My time would be made of many happy hours
if you give me a glinting prism of diffracting glass.
I’d split the sun’s spectrum in the VIBGYOR colors,
over your face dawn’s crimson beams would pass.

Show me in...

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Really thankful





Sinking deeper and deeper in the ditch when I wasn't looking for someone to rescue,
You were that subtle ray of sun that touched and set my whole being aglow.
Not just words, I am really...

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The breeze blows the somber summer screen away,
the silken sky revives to radiate the argentine allure, 
clumps of cloud turning white cotton from canvas grey,
sail shapeless across the span of seraphic azure.

The ambiance prism reflects...

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Satin wisps of cloud waft carrying the autumn hue,
brushing azure on the end-summer burnt sky.
The northern wind blows across the sea of blue,
in twilight gleam to the amber nest the birds fly.

Brushing azure on the...

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The magical rainbow appears in the blue sky after the rains,
It is a vista of hope in the dark and pains.
The magical rainbow comprises of seven colours i.e. vibgyor.
Each is significant in its own manner.
Violet...

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A few days back I visited an old time friend
To travel down the memory lane on a week end
As we spent the quality time over high tea
The evening passed us by on a lively spree
While...

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My timid time will be made of many happy hours
if you give me a glinting prism of diffracting glass,
I’ll split the sun’s spectrum in the VIBGYOR colors,
over your dulcet face dawn’s flowing hues will pass.

If...

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The wisps of climbing clouds floating away,
brush azure on the end-summer burnt sky.
The returning birds bathe in the sea of blue,
in twilight gleam to the amber nest they fly.

Autumn arrives with pristine crystal prism
in lucent...

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Poet’s Dozen Solely Solar

                        White sun ray splits in
   ...

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My time would be made of happy hours
If you give me a prism of diffracting glass
I’d split the sun in shards of VIBGYOR colors
Make the sunrise clouds paint your face.

Give me mirror in a multi-facetted...

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Be it half, or be it full
                            ...

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Piercing the dark and striking down the sky
A streak of lightning cuts a thorny route to earth,
Defines the bare silhouettes of trees and homes
That hug the earth like frightened kids drawing
Support from a loving mother,...

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MAKING RAINBOWS

A collage of colors drips from my mind,
paints radiant rainbows on your silky sky.
Look at VIBGYOR spanned horizon you’ll find
me with color markers on edge of clouds floating by.

In your lone life when new...

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I had a dream to fly like a bird
to the splendors of the world.

One night in the depth of sleep
I saw my bed metamorphosed,
on the wings of fluttering white linen
it flew out like a swan.
Nervous,...

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Yesterday cliche of a colored rainbow.
The archaic arc is a banal kitsch, too low.
Poets.... they don't stop using it although.
It's just optical science....no hologram show.

The hackneyed story... 'sun meets rain'.
The 'love' seen for years... again...

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You also Want To..????



 I want to laugh in your happiness.



 Do you want me with you in pain??



 I want to be your shielding effect.



 Do you also want to be my nucleus??



 I...

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THE MORNING HOURS'

When I wake up in the morning,
It's all were free from rushing,
everything seems to be missing.
 
Just a cloudy sky and a rainy dew,
facing each and bending like a bow,
seems twinkles are rested...

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RAINBOW 

   
         Through raindrops Sun rays at random
          split in seven hues of spectrum
 ...

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To Noah said He, never will I destroy the world again
My bow I will place in the sky when it rains
 And life was renewed over all the earth

 God’s Everlasting love splashed out in...

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VIBGYOR	
       
         Violet the first strip of rainbow, desire of your eyelashes
         ...

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The mornings are pallid now
So is the sky. 
Can't feel my senses now
My hands are all dry.
 
Will the monsoon come, I still wonder.
Will the fireflies, luster fire.
Beneath the tracks of sorrow and grief
Will the...

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