100 Years of Solitude

O my Books ! you being my Time-Machine !!
The means of my sustenance,
My Haven in my distress,
My Shield & my Shelter in my woes,
My Asylum and Refuge in time of my need,
And in my loneliness, my companion,
In my anguish my Solace,
And in my solitude a loving Friend,
Thou the Remover of Pangs of my sorrows,
You the Pardoner of my sins,
Wholly unto thee, do I turn to !!

Sea Salty

Life just goes on..
Imbibing love & hate,
Like & dislike,
All together,
In a hope to meet the sea..
And get lost and forget the tiresome paths..
..taken from mountain to plains to sea !!
Satisfying though it is,
That sea in humble regard,
Changed itself to salty,
Just to pay the respect for the tears of his guest;
Who has come a long way to meet him !!

Monsoon Time

Pains are constant reminder for,
The day..
The affliction..
The agony..
..we have been passed through;
For a cause, which were not supposed to be !!
And here we stand,
Alone in a gloom,
Waiting for the clouds,
To be with us,
To weep together !!