Hooked to Children’s Books

Dawning sun twinkled
as it touched the sea
There is something
I  thought
far away, the mind agreed

Naughty twinkle
like my nieces eyes
Magnetic nature
similar to a Childs vibe

Mother called me
from behind
its getting dark 
will not be reaching on time

After dinner
I hugged my pillow
Consumed in the thoughts
of that twinkle

An island of spirits
occupying the whole forests
Showering flowers
Entering the mystical lands  

Spirits of all colours 
Flying high like birds
A wonderland I assumed
Is it a dream or its true? 

Alice in wonderland
Was the story
Where I was Alice
treated with glory

Smiling throughout the night
Morning sun broke my dream
Looking at the time
I have solved that twinkle mystery

Coffee and toast
Paper and pen
Started writing
I was whelmed

The twinkle
My imagination
Reading the children’s book
To which nowadays I am hooked.

©Kritika

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Hope you liked my imagination. Should I have explained the dream in detail? Comments please. 🙂




    

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Shaking hands with Sun Rays- A poetical journey

The handsome sailor of a simple boat
uplifted my excitement with the scope
of touching the setting sun
travelling through the beautiful ocean

his playful but honest eyes
a strong trust developed inside
don’t want to be too precise
this is the simultaneous romantic side

instructions about the essentials
filling of the form with all the credentials
to buy list producing my mind
sailors smile was loving and mischievously kind

4 am the time to report
my questioning mind found the sailors word support
willingness to glide with the ocean waves
passion of shaking hands with sun rays

excitement could not bring much sleep
chirping like the bird, announced my arrival to the sailor with greet
mesmerised he too was by my childish agreement
to the adventure we both cheered in merriment

…to be continued

©Kritika

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Hope you liked it. The second part is in progress. 🙂 Keep smiling.

A Naughty Programme

You were a naughty programme
designed by my creative mind
the algorithm I wrote that time
added spices with a drop of lime

nasty thoughts and lustful statements
with ifs and if nots, I wrote my forever ailment
writing it, gave me a comforted pleasure
your presence was my crafted treasure

days and nights dedicated to the A4 sheets
played with naughty thoughts and hotty dreams
carefully observed my wants and desires
penned them down with hopes on fire

end result though was ransom
to me you were my only handsome
I gave you my time and patience
you lovingly defined my existence

©Kritika

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