Cheer up

Dance to the beats of evening rain

Sing in tandem with the rhythm of inner soul

Tap the hands and spread the cheer

Drain out all the negative vibes into the sky

As you dance, watch out for new steps

Buy all the claps for brimming smilie in return

See the swirling moves of coffee vapors in mid air

See how the wind makes them dance to its tune

Watching from the sidelines will make you realize

That the jokers of life have to prank hard

To extract the bubbles of joyous laughter

I am late,but i wanna participate in pleasantly-disturbed-thursdays-vol-5. 

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Dragons and dinosaurs, a dig at the past

Zombies and robots, a vision into the future

War and peace, a couple with affinity

Floods and draughts, a couple that never meets

Body and shadow, a multi-dimensional illusion

Crime and detective, a telepathic chase

Painting and painter,  a colorful romance 

This is my experimental foray into seven line poetry. 

Two ends that never meet

We are like oil and water

Who is oil, who is water?

We don’t know

Where there is oil, there is water

Oil is drilled from depths of sea

From the depths of deserts

In that depth water, do exist

Quite a relation

Oil can catch fire soon

While water can extinguish fire

Perfect foil for each other

Oil can heat up the water

Both never mix

Yet balances each other

Floating together like twins

Lightning Mystery

A lightning struck my lonely hear

Though, there were no rain clouds around

I wonder where it came from!

I wonder, what is happening with me!

I saw the ever-blue canvas of vast sky

Filled with stars, asteroids, meteorites

Planets and their countless moons

Right through the goggles of sunshine

Sun dwarfed all of them

With an attitude of an emperor

I saw the pride of a mighty ruler

While shipping back to my curious heart

I found some pockets of mystery

Left behind by that surprise lightning

Am I confused or uncertain?

Am I excited or shocked?

I am bundled with countless questions

An aura of blind hope

It has swamped over the rest of my heart

I can’t understand this feeling

Something new, but not unfamiliar

I feel, I am ready for an adventure

I don’t know where it will lead me to

I am touched by the gracious prospects

Sometimes some risks are worth

More than money, lust, and emotions

As there is a heaven of serene life

Awaiting amidst the clouds of anxious hearts

As i rewind that lightning again 

I am finding some intimate response

Emerging from those mysterious pockets

Well, I need to solve this mystery

I don’t know what is there awaiting

But, I am liking this sweet little

Mystery lightning somehow

After all this heart thrives on the mystery.Well it is a good thing to have in life at times.

Summer: Two sides of one coin

Summer

A season of distress

A season of prayers

A season of anxious hope

As burning sun and his naughty games

Leaves everyone at their edge of irritation

As the droplets of water, vanish to the sky

In its new avatar of bearded clouds

Curses, thrown aplenty with painful agony

As the thermometers sore to new heights

Scientists and activists

Blames it on the shoulders of global warming

But, it’s the suffering season for all those

Living without the comfort of air conditioners

Or unable to escape to cooler pastures for vacations

While those who got the savings and riches

Packs their bags and moves to those greeny patches

To enjoy the lighthearted sunshine or enchanting rains

Or to embrace the winter in other hemisphere

They pass their time getting their exquisite

Tanned skins on those golden beaches

Sipping on those juices and cocktails of fun

Away from the sweat and fear of doomed days

The safaris take them towards the jungle

To show the final pieces of nature and animal left

While others wander in quest of entertainment

Glories in those casinos and other festivals

Learning the glorious histories and cultures

Romancing and pleasing lovers by shelling currencies

Yeah, it is the one side of a coin called life

A side of celebration at its envying best

While on the other side

Fields crack upside than any turning cricket pitch

Without the traces of priceless water

The dreams of another bumper crop

Vanished up to the sky right in front of their eyes

While tears rained down on to those fields

A helpless expression of discontent

As wells dried up, villagers struggled to fill their pots

With that precious liquid, vital for surviving

They travel the distances to bring the juice of life

Alongside those deserted highways

Crumbled animal skeletons lay in peace

Thirsty hearts crave for mercy of nature

They begged for cool breeze and blessing from heaven

A refreshing rain to quench

The deadly thirst of this biosphere

As heat waves kept taking away countless souls

To the gardens of heaven

This is the celebration of gloom and deaths

There is only a simple wish left, an end to this summer

Gruel some period of torture

But, it’s beyond the begging hands of sufferers

To control the powers of this nature

This poem is written for participating in Bridget Chumbley's One Word at a Time Blog Carnival . Please Visit and see the diverse thoughts on summer.