Why not many coloured masks…

I have many colours in my dreams

May be I am walking around at my place in the morning

When day is over then have to sleep tight with dreams after evening

Before rising Sun, the sky seems

Beautiful saffron and red coloured

At sun set, the sky spreads the same awesome colour

As symbol of selfishness love for me and bravery n’ sacrifice of great warriors too

Please don’t misuse it for yourself because the reason without its national importance why you are blue.

Full sunlight seems as glowing and whitened shining with peace as flying dove

In the day ,we see the greenery in the field as fragrant garden as many bells are ringed in the temples of God of prosperity for echoing our love

My dear!! why have you choosed the saffron colour for your mask

Why do you not meet and talk with open heart and unmasked face

Do you feel darkness in open air by done your every task

No my dear jester!! It has become old and related to Shakespearean era

And not suitable to lovely persons of your area and modern era

Don’t try, my dear!! to make fool out of all dudes

In this open atmosphere where every body is free from any apprehension

To inhale in open breeze and play variegated colourful deer without tension

Because they all are powerful to allow you sitting on throne of love for all

And have the power to snatch your pride being a king if you forget the promised all

All creatures are made by Almighty to enjoy on His earth as they are wanted

You have no right to spread anarchy in the name of open minded for those who are depressed and haunted.

 

Please think with liberal mind before the flame may get ready to burn forest as clashes

My dear cupid!!please stop that drama by knowing that before efforts, may be

In this burning forest you with all are converted into ashes

This years has for passing away in this frieghtness with depression

In begining of new year,hope-you will improve your style and left all obsession

A long time ago, Jerusalem’s glorious temples were reduced to smoldering in ruins

Like that, here too, angst is unabated

Before it may be a flame to burn to all

Please, become the cloud of true love and rain over the all ignited.

Written by Aruna Sharma.31.12.2019.at mid midnight


Marry Christmas,My All Dear Bloggers,Followers And Friends(Dost😊)🌷🌷🌷🌻🌺🌲🌲🌲🌴🌴🌴🍁🍁🍁

🌷Rays of Hope🌷
May Holy Father Jesus bless you all.
Send by Aruna Sharma.25.12.2019




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This is my Train but unable to cross your oceanπŸ€”πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹πŸ˜‹

If i can not come to you,

Please don’t worry

Your lovely thoughts are enough for me

As you told me”ocean apart but thoughts away”

So,now i became the Gypsy and wandering here ,there

And everywhere and trying to recieve your message if it is possible

If i have the star of good luck

If my lonely star may come back

After then impossibility will become possible

Because Almighty has done a promise with me

I am for waiting room and you are special guest for me.

You have to come back

And i have to read you back

Because all blessings are with you

Arriva il natale is blessed occasion for you.🌷

Written by Aruna Sharma.
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Hey,My Dear Beach BoyDew…

I am wandering on my railway station as aimless

All are seeing me and having just as i said,thought that all are fake.

I am searching my lost precious verses written by you.

Believe me ,dear dew!! God is with you.

Because on the occasion of Marry Christmas,all will celebrate the birthday of Jesus.

So ,i believe that our lovely Jesus is coming to give you bless.

Oh ,so much far distanve you are living at the place beyond the ocean

And i am remembering you at my small Railway station

Can that train take me at my destination which is bloomed flower for my imagination

Can that green signal on for me to receive all beatings in unknown heart about which don’t know for whom’s relation

But it is definite for my soul is eager to hear every beating of rhymes of him

Who loves withered petals of a rose,why?i will ask to him

And want to say loving the smiling songs of universe

Sip everyday all beauties in your large cup with your red lips

I wish that green signal at my Railway station may become the movements of your lovely heart to go ahead for all glee because of you

Your all images of difficulties may become my canvass of life to be coloured and want to suffer in all disturbances heartily coz ME BEFORE YOU.

Written by Aruna Sharma.

24.12.2019. 11.55AM

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