The Road To Wedding

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Together we weave this dream
Humming the song of love
Eternal togetherness it would be! 

Relishing the bits and pieces
Of passion, devotion, admiration
Aromatic bond blooming within
Dearer are these dreams

Time! Why doesn’t it just fly?
Oh! Magical would be the day

Wearing the shimmers and glitters
Entering from far away, I know
Dearer is nothing to me than being with you
Deep are those eyes that say, "My love
In life and death we won’t be apart
Never would I let this smile fade away
God has pronounced us Man and Wife" 

10 Rewind

Pre Script-"10 Rewind is a short memoir poetry of the 10 hours spent during Sunday. Its a part of my Legacy Writing series which i would keep following up. I was inspired by Ruskin Bond who i read through a large part of the day, although I do not follow his style or flow of poetry (he is a genius). The day of a li'll seclusion left a lot of space for introspection," says Rajeev Khanna



Like rising from the wrapped cocoon,
I get up from the winter veil,
Heading my way into the Sunday crowd,
I feel the sun and the scathing gale.

My Steps move down but I’m looking up,
a long lens vision ‘n a zoom out task,
Preparing for another odyssey,
I swallow the diet ‘n wear the mask,

My moves and tasks lack imposition,
A li’ll uncommon my words read here,
For all the years I’ve learnt to follow,
A treaded path with a wing and a prayer,

A breath of fresh air,
A gas guzzling smoke engine,
Layers of lifestyle,
Pot-holes ‘n high-rise region,

I jump into an ocean of words,
With a glass full of sand in my hand,
I go deeper, Diving and flowing,
In streams of water continuing my errand,

In the depths I see an angelic glow,
Answers to my asks in a treasure trove,
I keep the riches and spill the sand,
Out I’m greeted by the sky brighter but mauve.

Writer: Rajeev Khanna

A message for me..

chase ur dreams fly high
soar into the sky get rainbow colors to fly
fluttering and twittering i see u,
spreading colors of love
I will never feel that i miss u
for u will always be thr in my heart
never so near .. bt never so faar

V-day...2...

A rain drop on my skin,
or darkening clouds o'er my head,
the wet n damp grassy inn,
reminds me of the day we met.

That queer sweetness of monsoon wind,
was what I could smell in you,
The chill, The thrill, The frill u bring,
like a crystal drop of dew.

sliding down the lips of mine,
the taste so wet so pristine,
An angle of my dreaming mind,
I wont ever wake up from this dream.