ThE InCoMpLeTe SoNg..!!..

When LOVE is hovering in the whole of world's air, Will it not be on my BlOg too..:D..??? 

Of Course my readers.. This poem is on Love, which I have defined in a truly different way.

Where there's a desert, inside it strives an exquisite Oasis, rejuvenating lives. In the oasis lives a bird, that spends the whole life singing for the worn out travellers who come her way. You know her?? NIGHTINGALES!! Ever heard one?? ;P :D.. Well, I gotta say the truth, I haven't..:D.. Not the live version, of course, But I have listened to the digitalised version.:D.. They sing with such a depth that, I immediately felt, they must have an untold story too..:):)

So, I have tried to bring out the concealed emotions that live in a Nightingale..:):) The poem speaks thus..:):)

BeWaRe Frenz,,, When u reach the end, you'll feel incomplete, just like how LoVe makes you feel when its not found..:):) The poem is YET TO BE CONTINUED..:):) Read on..

ThE InCoMpLeTe SoNg..<3..!!

It was another one of those usual,

The insomniac mornings, as she termed it,

Sleep had never been her best pal

Which she outwardly would never admit

Slowly, she risked a slight casual glance

At her mates, perched on the crooked branches,

Like always, they were immersed in a trance

Comfortably nestled under siestic clutches,

Life may have been a God's blessing

For all those surviving in her watch,

Though, she too possessed the inward zing,

She always felt her life at oasis a mismatch

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##ThE EnViRoNmEnTaL SaViOr##

Ready for the 4th one people????

I want this verse to be a kinda nudging call for all of u Youth..:) We all say that Attitude is something that defines who we are and how we treat others... But, attitude is not what we direct towards our fellow human beings alone..

Our Mother Nature deserves an appreciative attitude too.. She has forever been our savior whom we took for granted that we have forgotten to recognize her covert sacrifices.. We are at the peak of indebtedness with her.. Let's straighten things up..:):)

By telling u to endeavour, I don't mean that we must go outta our way n take heroic efforts like The Chipko Movement..;P.. Let's just organize the modern-age revolution in our Attitude..

Let us, The Youth, start respecting our Mother Nature.. And she'll Flourish with us as her Saviors..:):):)

The Skies that were once Sunny

Have now become smoggy,

Lands filled with green shrubs

Are now parched and grubby,

Glaciers with a pearly sheen

Right now, are an, Once Have Been,

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Know More about the Pollution-Click Here!!

A hElLoOoO Note from kAy!!!

Hey,Now, I do know that Hello Notes are supposed to be the first introductory posts..;P :D.. But, well, u know, I was kinda over-zealous about uploading my poems that I forgot to show my greeting etiquette to my readers( I like to imagine there are at least a lil of u out ther..:D ;P )..

So, here goesss..:):):)

Hi all! This is the Avant-Garde Scribbler penning down for u..:D Does the name sound like a Godzilla's long lost cousin??? ;P.. But still, guys, I loved the name..:):).. I went wit French for the name.. Avant-Garde is a French term that means novel and unconventional.. (Guess am one then toooo..;P ).. Felt funky and formally good too, so, had it taken to define my domain..:):):).. It feels unique, doesn't it??? There are a lotta writers out there composing literary works.. Eventhough, I'm only a common scribbler, my works are gonna be commonly Unique..;);)..

So, Finally, KaY did show her manners..:D..!!! Hope u warmed up to her..:):) And, let's not stop with the Greet Note.. Explore the blog to read through my poems..:):) Feel free to openly comment on them, even the not-so-good comments are well taken too..:):) KaY does need your follow-up on the blog to fine-tune her works..:) Don't forget to become a member of the blog to receive updates about my new poems.. They are gonna keep coming..:)

CHEERIO MATES!!! 

Celebrating Friendship #01: OyE BuDdY!!..!^!

Hello Folks!!! :):) I would like to hope that you enjoyed reading my first two verses. So, here comes my 3rd one..

In this global domain, there are a few universal emotional tie-ups that we always find essential to be expressed suchlike Love(Obviously..;P :D ), FRIENDSHIP, Mom's love, Our Passions n so on..

Guessed I could take up one of this fervors and pen down the sentimentality as a poem..:D..

So, in my 3rd poem, am gonna be talking about the deep bonds of frenship shared between GALS..

Cuz, I have got 3 Besties in my life and we are deeply attached..:):):) So, this is for all the Gals out there - All About having a True Sisterhood!!! 

Oye Girl! This is what I always feel

When I think about our sisterhood deal, 

Was Friendship born with us,

Or Were we born for thus? 

And you make me wonder

If I am free of any blunder,

For Goodness has blessed me heartily

And with you, life goes on happily,

I wouldn't say I crossed miles

But you were beside me spreading smiles,

We may have held hands in mid

But, will never let go till the end,

You have sketched my life with care

For you, anything I would bare,

Do you ever wonder about your worth?

Then lemme put my thoughts forth,

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The Toss Of Destiny?!?!?!

Ever in the habit of tossing a coin, Whenever confused about choices?? We all do it, don't we..:) Often, we pertain to tossing our choices when it comes to tiny confusions like attire, color, time etc.But, think of the major setback it's gonna cause in our minds when we leave the life-size decisions to the coin..

"The Toss Of Destiny" is one such coined verse that jabbers about the emotional outburst of a girl under the coin's spell...Now, plz listen, a Heads-Up - Those who understand the subtlety of the poem will understand that, not only the coin meddles with our lives..;) :D

I was standing confused without a clue

Without seeming to know what to do,

Maybe the lavender top will suit me

Or should I choose the yellow tee

It was time again for a toss

Which I do when at a loss,

I fished out a coin from inside

On which I always rely to decide

I toss the coin up in the air

To settle on one colour to wear,

I catch the coin as it descends

Heads or Tails? On which color depends

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Click here to know what happened with the Toss...

ThE VeNeTiAn FaNtAsY!!!

Dreamsssss!!!! They drive us.. Fill us with energy, thereby, fuelling us to keep going. Every human moves.. But, even a machine can move. But, a human filled with dreams - That person lives.. With every breath he takes, he feels the ecstatic joy of being alive..:)

"The Venetian Fantasy" opens up to the fantasies harboured within a guitarist longing to surmount to the peak of musical fame..

This one such fantasy inside his head transports us to VENICE - The Most Romantic Place ( No Doubts ;P :D ).. So, all those dreamers out there, I guess You could relate to this poem.. Check it out!!!...

My Eyelids Were Drooping

My Focus was blurring,

Bam! I was Floating

Never had Felt such Soothing,

My Eyes were Fast Closed

But I realise I had not Dozed,

As I Muse Where I am Now 

Someone Greets me with a 'Ciao", 

Shocked, I Flick my Eyes Open

So does my Mouth Gape Open

For What I was Witnessing was a Stunner,

A Place Where Just Everything is Finer!!

The Turquoise Road of Venice Lies

Before me Like a Miracle in Guise,

And it gets a lot Better

As I Feel a Rock-a-Bye Baby Jitter

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