Love met Butterflies🦋❤🌍

The first ray of sunshine, in my day's light  In Emerald hue,you shine so bright  Your Golden old eyes , So deep and wide Lures me in like an Ocean tide. Your eyes met mine in an instant's time Your face lit up or were they mine! Your lime Green Smile whispered out your mind And your eyes so gentle and kind . Your silver strands like a snowman's dare Neatly knit to your dusky hair, Drew me close to your messy might Like a warm embrace in a winter's night. I'm young and silly  but you're  cool and older  I'm naive and lost but you're wise and wiser Yet in your gaze, I'm already seen And in my heart,you always reign. Your short legs, an alluring charm, Your tiny hands, with curly locks so calm. Your tanned skin and yellow eyes so vigilant A perfect blend of love and beauty so radiant. Years,like rivers, so fast and cold  Splits us apart, as young and old. But in your presence,time loops me in  Love's grand illusion, forever within. But to your ears...

Let God be God again  Let his words be our way Let not his words be tainted By the cheap human rules.  Say,Who linked modesty to clothes?  Who said Mehandi is for Islam And Bindi is for Hindus?  The greatest Teacher never Shut His heart before Art.  Who said coloured nails provoke  the Divine Ire? And movies condemn the soul to guilt and fire? Isn't Art a gift from the divine muse?  Isn't God the patron of  the Divine juice? God and religion, two disparate Realms One so perfect and the other meaningless. One is Love and the other, fuels hatred Let faith never conceal God's Radiance. Why link religion to Art? Let Plato not spoil the Aristotle  Let religion never hide the lovely God Let conventions never rule out Art Let Art be Art again. A reflection of God's Perfection.

By the window side, the world unfolds Of joy and hope, of pain and isolation. Every view is a story untold Life's ebb and flow like its rolling horizon. Inside the window is never different Same stories! varied shades of grey. Some explored, some yet to be. Some fading, some silenced by pain. The car moved slowly, houses ran back Haunted by the woes of past. Losing hearts to the never-ending miseries, Courage faded like a fleeting light. I saw a face with wrinkles and tears Under the golden hues of twilight Like a silhouette of agony, in the balcony Of a house nestled by nature's bosom. Whispers of Departed beneath her gate People hung on her wall, numb and lifeless Her face, a map of trials and strife A testament to life's uneven self. Passing by, I felt an ache, My window pane drenched in rain, A pang of sorrow, a heart that breaks, For the stories untold, the pains unspoke, I glide past, the window's frame A horrid canvas, etching life's flame Each ho...

"Et' U Brute"  🗡️ I know all of us who have read William Shakespeare's "Julius Caesar" would have quoted theses words whenever we feel betrayed. (Mosty we quote these words to mock our friends)🤣).  But is Brutus actually the Villain?  I'd say no!  Marcus Brutus is indeed a complex and admirable character in Julius Caesar. His actions, though deemed treacherous by many, were motivated by a genuine desire to protect Rome and its people from Caesar's growing power and perceived tyranny . Brutus's patriotism and selflessness are evident in his willingness to participate in Caesar's assassination, despite his personal affection for him. He believed that Caesar's death was necessary to preserve Rome's republic and prevent the rise of a monarch . In contrast, Mark Antony's loyalty is called into question, as he prioritizes his devotion to Caesar over his duty to Rome. His impulsive nature and emotional manipulation of the p...

I plan dresses for my wedding (even took some screenshots for inspiration) but I don't  really plan to marry.  I have already decided the church where my Wedding would take place, though I have 0 interest in marriage.  I put stories hiding everyone, just for me to see. I put song on Instagram for me to come and hear whenever I get bored. (Self-love is sometimes insanity) I look for love in every eyes I meet, though I'm afraid of falling in love. ( In fact horrified) I plan to have two kids (a boy and a girl), though I never wanted to go through the damn process. (Silly me) I write things down, though I know that I am the only one who's going to read it ever. (I hate promotions🤭) I plan to travel a million countries, but I don't really wish to move an inch from my home. (I love India,Kerala, Thiruvananthapuram, Venganoor) I give a million advices to everyone around though my life is already a mess. (I guess in this I'll have a million company🤭) I don't know muc...

Waking up to weary mornings, Lieing clueless on my bed, Grabbing courage to meet the day, Future, still so scary and vague. Trapped in a turmoil  Between what I need And what they expect  And I won't let them win. Job, marrige, children  Adult life is a havoc Oh! How I long to elope!  Far away from this filth. Customs make life a hell Do this, do that Thoughts so sterile And Deeds like machines With no means of generativity. Forced to follow than to lead, They labelled us : "Frailty thy name is womem". Cheap hypocrisy.  Speak up! They call you rebel Bow down! They can you frail A night stroll on the streets  With no staring eyes around  Happiness is in this Liberty  And Liberty is indeed the solace. Do what you like Take blame for your falls And enjoy all your wins. Life, too short to wait Till freedom knocks at door.