Hidden Words

PEN Start, Stopping the Pen Remove, Complete Sentence! It is the Way to Mold  The Imperfect, Sentence!! Infusing, Thoughts of Thousand Calling, Images in Abundance! It is the Way to Express The Unfinished, Expression !! Processing, False Intentions Revealing, Rotten Impressions! It is the Way of Conveying The Clothed, Sensations!! Giving, Mode of Relaxation Filling, Dark Reflections! It is the Way to Put The View, Vibrations!!

Confusion Tell me the Way Where to Go? Number of Hurdles Stop me to Know!! Fluctuating Expressions Confused to Know The deepest Truth. Who lie Inside? Blurred instantly Outside!! Telling Constantly  Beautiful Lies That cannot See In the pretty Eyes!! Parting Together Lips, fail to Conceal                                         Reality, That lay back                                                          In disguise!!                                                                                      ...

Difficulty Who decides? Where it leads ? Where it astray? Path, that swindle people In their Way.  Sucking sensibility Testing capabilities Hurting sentimentality Still people want to reach Their destiny.

(C2) A Girl . . . A sparkling drop Fall in the lap of Engaging World. Convincing all  To taste the Joy of moving Hours.. Naughty enough To move Constant Fall. Catching sorrow With her pulpy Palms.. What one say About her persisting Laugh. Even swings Fail to touch This beautiful Heart.. Founding happiness To make people Laugh.  How can CUP Forgets The Soul That once fill empty Hours..  May the coming years Nourish your Life                                                             SMRITI THAKUR Giving positive outlook You always  Searching For. 

Own Way Everything has its own Way To tell the Story. Folding the Unfolds Unfolding the Lies That remains lost, Inside.. Mesmerising the Beauty In its Ugliness Calling the Roots  In Streching Paths That goes Beyond  In Soil's Life Everything has its own Way To tell the Story. That remains lost, Inside.. Catching People's Eye That lie Silent In the shells of Regular Life.  Pouring Water                                                                                     SMRITI THAKUR From the Mouth of Frozen Leaves. Everything has its own Way  To tell the Story. That remains lost, Inside..

A Lady . . . A Lady Having Green Eyes Seems student at first sight. Holding file, enters the room One Nine Asking me, Have you read Thousand Faces of Night? Momentary Smiles Win many Hearts.  With playful Hands  Teach concepts very hard.. Looking cool in Canvas Blue Giving tough looks in front of you. Sometimes cheerful, sometimes acute Embellishing with hanging hues.. May your life loaded with lovely Views Blossom in the garden of Dews. Settled like Rainbow Where you take the pleasure of each Hue.                               SMRITI THAKUR

Knowledge Touching the Pebbles Knowing the latest History. Encircled in the edge of Ignorance  Burst sudden in the words Power. Having the pleasure to Heard Unheard mysteries of the World.                                                          Where, Dew turns solid  In the raining Sun. Melting in the coldest                                                             SMRITI THAKUR Beating Heart.                                                                         ...