Metamorphosis

Her refined words
Sway in her walk
Her playfulness
Her calming fragrance
Her soulful touch
Her cuckoo's voice
Around her the noise 

Came to standstill

The new life bloomed
She vivified with elation
Her touch become sacred
Her voice sing the same song
Adorned the same fragrance
she played, played with  one
And she heard the one

From a cheerful damsel
To a devoted  soul
She turns into a new leaf

She assumes a new role
She flies  high and above
As  she falls in Love

Freespirit Juneja

Prey and predator

Prey and predator 

Courtesy   www.pointsincase.com and Google

 

I'm her prey
She claimed
No vengence
No penance
Ready to pounce
Unaware of me
With a growing thought
She won't  renounce
Wearing  a wicked smile
Throwing a  fiery  glance
She pounced 
Held me with her claws
how victorious she felt
And she wondered
Her prey will melt
The victory  was sweet
Lasted  a few feet.
Prey became predator
Here she fell beneath
Like a losing gladiator.
The  fight  ended
And the love sparkled....


Freespirit Juneja

A TRIBUTE TO MY TEACHER

 



Closed eyes
A dark world
I rushed
I jumped
I ran amok
In the wicked world
Search my way
All in vain
I cried  aloud
Befriended  pain
A hand held me
Peace embraced 

He opened  my eyes
With a gush of wind
My tears dried
All I could see
A clear blue sky
Holding his hand 
I ran again
I jumped  again
Summoned the sky
To my domain 

He is not God

He is not divine

To him ,

God couldn't undermine

He is my life's elixir

He is my preacher

Yes,  he is my teacher

Freespirit Juneja

Love , muse and poet

Love , muse and Poet

A damsel asked
Now do you write
Or do u fright
I wished 
I wondered
And i pondered
Her beauty
Her nature
Her smile
Or her expressions
Words kiss her 

She can't be described
I just wish my maker
Everyday ,
Bless me with her sight
And then
I replied her
Come here daily.
I' ll show you
What I write

 ...............Freespirit Juneja................

The beautiful smile

Winds play the song                                        

with beats and zing
                                       

Birds fly in the air                                           

with verve and swing
                                     

Sun brightens its light                                  

vivify  the  scene
                                         

Clouds break & form                                           

like maneuvering kings  
                           

Petals float in the air                                          

gives colorful bling  
                                         

The world is ready

 for a beautiful thing
                                           

Ah here you are wrong          

Ah  here you are wrong
It's not the spring      
                    

See from my eyes    
you won't take a while      
                              

Yeah it is.......... yeah it is                                   

My Love 's beautiful smile

The Words - A Nostalgia

                

The Words

I heard a boy
with a sweet lie
No intent to hurt
Nor he seems a flirt
Wanted to impress
Be the master of world
As the lie unzips
A nostalgia grips
Magic of words unfold
As once they were mine