Just for haven

A scarecrow in the middle of the field,

Rivulets slipping down the hills

Naiive cattles with ringing bells,

A lonely bird on the bare tree tells,

The story of this farm wee bit old,

In every grain,kept and sold.

Morn full of beams of sun

Where leaves shines and birds run,

To flaunt around and make up a show,

Where flowers smile all in a row.

Billowing crops in the air so light,

Call for a haven,just so right.

Tall palm trees at the foot of the hill.

Orchids of mango trees stand stll.

Buttery stones with all sizes big,

Some smiling faces, some shapes antique.

Soil that smells of you and me

And the hills and the sky and the crops and the tree.

Green meadow to dance and play

And rest on the heights and folds of hay,

Under the sky, wide and dark

With pools and palms of twinkling stars.

How am I blessed to have these eyes

To see all nature where heaven lies.

How do I ....????

Like a pen filled with ink writes

while an empty one embosses sheet

My heart refrains from getting gorged

By your love that makes its beat.

The moment you are near to me

My heart lives an age.

I feel like getting drowned

by a love-tied,honey-purged sage.

Your stare bores a hole in me

through which your side is seen

I will never forget your naughty signs

and your wicked smiles umpteen.

You tease, you smile, you fight

To get you my reaction.

But how clever am I,

to count each and evry refraction.

You do not show what you think

And think I do not know.

But let me tell you one little thing

I will follow wherever you go.

My heart propels with you so close

that I could feel it saying

Let him hold me so tight and firm

and forget that rules are staying.

I am scared ending up as a dupe

with a filched heart and a rich stealer.

who robs my peace evrytime he loves

leaves me like a kid in the cradle.