Celebration!!

It was past midnight
I was fast asleep

I was woken up by some loud noise
I thought I was conscious..
I fell into trance
I could still hear the sound.
I knew that was the sound of celebration
I could hear it near..
No that was from somewhere very far
As time progressed louder and clearer..
There was a sudden flash of light..
I knew that was again from the celebration..
I strained to visualize the celebration..
What could it be ?
Who would be celebrating?
Where was it going on?
There was again a flash of light..
I got annoyed at my friend for leaving the room window open.
I was too sleepy to get up and close it.
I heard a loud sound followed by it..
And I woke up with the splash of water on my face..

It was the celebration in the sky..
I woke up with the smile to know it was thunder and lightning..
With rain drops on my face!!!

Flamboyant Proposal

A painting half done is just paint spilt over paper.
Hey Artist!! Here waits the brush..
A sculpture half finished is a broken stone.
Hey Sculptor!! Here waits the chisel..
A poem half written is an incomplete sentence...
Hey Poet!! Here waits the pen.

Hey Man!!.. You see..
This hand longs for your attention..
This hand yearns for a companion
The owner has made numerous efforts to make beautify it..
It waits to be held
And  awaits the glow of a lustrous metal..
Life without you is incomplete..You complete it......

Shadow - Curse or Cure?

I was too young to resist.. my mother said " don't go out in the sun, play in the shade". I believed the shadows were a cure to avoid curse of not playing outdoors.
Time passed.... New shadows were casted... I am still ignorant of the light..
I was told light would harm.. I trusted shade was safer.
I was told light was dangerous.. I took it to heart.
I was told I shall walk you through... I longed for a drive.
I was told there could be no better shadows...  I never knew what I was denied of.
I was told shadows were personalised gifts..I realized I was already sharing.
I thought I could cast a shadow too... No..That was curse befallen..
I was never let to cast my shadow... I was always over shadowed.
I thought I could fly..I waited
Innocence
I thought I had no wings.. I waited for it to grow.
Immature
I thought my wings were broken.. I waited for it to cure.
Ignorance
I waited for a day to stretch my wings and fly..
Alas... They were tied..
I fought.. I removed...
Now they are broken beyond repair
I wish I was a bird with wings to fly..