PAWANA The Author

Deep inside her skin There is scorching fire There is cage of your words her bone is lazy enough to stay  there But she can't obey all the rules Because  she is a bird of endless sky Her sympathy is for hell because Heaven is enough with love She is dweller of darkness because World of light is enough with morons Her wild thoughts and madness are Enough to prove her weird And you know what she never wants To be known as ordinary She is moon of hope and Star of imagination with ultimate desire Pawana Tripathi

She = Oh pretty moonlight I am waiting for  some poets and some dreamers To touch my palm in such a way That with each touch it will give Rise to eternal poetry on my hand Moon = oh girl you are not afraid of storms and hails You are a vivid existence of demon You have your special vibes around you You are the remedy of death and poison for life You have the mind of vicious wolf Why you seek some poets or dreamer To carve the poetry on your palm When you are able to create the novel With your one thunder scream . She = oh pretty  moon ! how honestly you define me Am I aloof from the world Of butterflies and winds Moon =  darling you are unafraid Darling you are uninhibited Darling you are sharp edge For cutting the bounds of soul . Pawana Tripathi 

Oh ! darling you don't know The relax of saying " let it be " You can't control the flow of life Yes this is absolute philosophy ever Don't try to set all memories After ruining it for the worth Life is not all about winning the battles Sometimes it is for removing your Weapons , armor  and standing alone And when in the mid of all sardonic waves You breathe and speak " let it be " Believe me you can't scale the joy of moment Oh ! Darling you don't know The relax of saying  " let it be " Pawana Tripathi 

I was roaming around in darkness Suddenly wind whispered to me That he is the one perfect for me He is the one who can explore my soul He is the one who is as subtle as me in huge world He can howl with me in dark wood He can make my imperfections beautiful He is one of the favourite quote from my dairy I am with thousands of galaxies in me he is the glittering part of it I am metaphysical and he is my utmost philosophy.    

Yes I am  insane , Somewhere in my memory lane . I consider myself a butterfly .. I still believe in fairytales  I want to hop in empty sky.. Yes ! I am  insane , Somewhere in my memory lane . I am a scream of high tide  I am a sleep of long ride  I am a dweller of dark realms  I have some crazy dreams  Yes ! I am  insane, Somewhere in my memory lane.  Apart from flesh and bones  Apart from melodious tones  I have something else indeed Something that  eyes can't read So you should see with soul instead . Yes ! I am  insane, Somewhere in my memory lane.  Pawana Tripathi 

Let her define  Let her define the.. Identity of her soul . She started discussing about it , Like her jewellery is echoing in the hazy wind of play off . Dress of her soul is meticulous With scars of utterance . Depth of her soul is ironical It is wrecked but not fragile . Eyes of her soul is blend of , Hues and barren phase of life . Spark of her soul is enough To ruin the world of trickery. conclusion of her description Was nothing but SHE . Pawana Tripathi