Stupid Curiosity- A Poetical Journeys End

the conspiratorial ocean conjured
two souls meant to be one, lured
kissed under the beautiful lit sky
approaching an island, sighing Dry

feet submerged in wet sand with sun ablaze
hat and sunglasses on, confronting the beautiful phase
only in dreams, confessed to the sailor, I saw
happy I accepted this opportunity no second thought came to forgo

a densely populated forest lay ahead
to the fruit laden trees my intestines need to be fed
cruel sailor warned of the side effects
his concerned brows struck my heart with love defect

to him I asked when will I touch the suns rays
he said this is the end, now find your ways
moving forward getting deeper inside the dense forest
no space left where the rays would not have rest

further and farther my feet wandering faster
how can this be the end, analysing mind is the master
sailor behind provoking me to find the answer
unaware he is, my mind is a skilled dancer

under the sun I stand, not a single space uncovered
I already touched the first rays when the rising Sun was discovered
smiling at my stupid curiosity of shaking hands with suns rays
we both laughed loud as we meet the rays everyday

the sailor and I relaxed to see the dawn coloured sky
eating fruits and talking about lifes hues and cries
intertwining fingers showed love and care for each other
the return journey began with discussions about our future together


Hope you liked this romantic journey with a tinge of stupidity. 

Return Journey

Part 1 of A Poetical Journey followed by Part 2


Natures Reality – Clutched

Surreality of natures reality
Diving into the awesome beauty
Thoughts automatically shift
Physically too dragged towards this gift

Granted by the planet Earth
Many parts of it remain unfurled
Unknown colours and living creatures
Everyday discover some new features

Spending camp nights around creepers
Collecting fireflies disturbing sleepers
Waking up at the sounds of birds
And people think such people are nerds

Limitless was this all when untouched
Disturbed by people it is now clutched
This is why natures reality is surreal
Travelling to untouched areas is now our ideal


Hope you liked the reality of the poem.🙂

Images from Pinterest

Scribble Giggle

when the baby
scribbles and smiles
reflecting creativity
from his eyes
shining bright
like a twinkling star
the baby moves
with innocent laughs

gripping crayons
with small hands
sensible colour choice
making cute noice
putting all his strength
tearing paper apart
killing with cuteness
grabs every heart

attention it seeks
feels itself a geek
with its innovative hands
it crawls to explore the lands
playing in sand
beating drums like in a band
building blocks
sucking its foot covered in socks

the sight so loving
peacefully watching
picking the baby in arms
kissing cheeks the only harm(for it)
inevitable balmy hug
leaving the shit of the world with a shrug
heart and mind become wise
magnetically affected feeling divine



Hope you like to tease babies which such naughtiness. I enjoy the same a lot. 😀

Attitude Quote



Enjoy Sunday and have a Funday 🙂