Lifely Luminous

From a chaotic, bustling evening,

to a calm night

A highway laden with lights,

Comes in sight.

I ponder, 

What does it signify?

Anything probably my life wishes to unfold,

In future, that may lie.

Relations seem like the twist and turns on the road.

Every curve leading to a new way, a new route in the journey.

It's beyond the facade of materialistic greed.

A matter of bonds, than money.

The cars moving by,

Are the individuals of immense significance.

They're with you in every smile and sorrow.

Who make you smile in their presence.

I could somehow compare this scenery with my life.

Relevant things made me realise.

Life is short, make it large.

Start now, take the charge.

- Arya Joshi

One Cup of Chai!

Long brownish leaves in the brew.

Looking fresh enough to commence a day new.

Aroma making it's way everywhere.

Someone's making My Chai there!

Beverage in orangish hue.

Every sip rejuvenating your soul.

The spices adding 'spice' to your stressy schedule.

Making you relax as a whole.

A poem on tea?!

Yes, it definitely can be!

Light showers, chilly breezes and a cup of tea.

That's all you need!

- Arya Joshi

The Deep Desire

A will, wish to achieve,

The world of success as you perceive.

The virtuous gifts as you receive,

A bright future you conceive.

Flame of the inspirational drive,

Arouses as the fire of faith.

You believe your stance,

Gasping every breath.

It's burning desire in you,

That urges to dream.

You feel things are not difficult,

As you seem.

It all boils down to what you aspire,

Of being demented what will make you inspire.

It's the Deep Desire.

Adorned with an indigenous attire.

- Arya Joshi

Chef's Wonder

The aroma made it's way in the entire home

Annexing every nook and corner.

Making the mouth water.

Taste buds thrilled to relish the created wonder.

From the kitchen,

I heard a sweet melody of tossing spices.

Then, the addition of vegetables, cut in dices.

Experiments in cooking sciences!

Then, the food occupied space in containers.

Making it's way to the plate.

Foodies, the purest desperate.

Ready to polish off the palate!

May it be super spicy, or sweety tender.

Lip smacking is the Chef's Wonder.

- Arya Joshi

The Sunrise

The beam of orange hue,

Radiating a day new.

One of the moments few,

A beautiful masterpiece the Almighty drew.

A way from darkness to light,

The confident might.

Ensures a wonderful insight.

That the day ahead is bright.

Inspiration blended with encouragement,

To adorn you with an achievement.

Leading into a momentary contentment.

Taking a vista of your journey since commencement.

Enlightened eyes.

Looking upwards to the clear blue skies.

Love and laughter replacing the lies.

Awaiting for the mesmerising Sunrise.

- Arya Joshi

The Sphere of Souls

Down the riverside,

The trees sway with pride.

The wind dictates making my hair glide,

The elation of a boat ride.

A question quickly peeps,

This bond will we sustain?

Respect will reflect,

But, the relation won't strain.

In whom we confide,

The person whom we trust,

Is the true source,

Of the 'bonding' thrust.

People are like gems,

Multifaceted individuals.

Just be the truest all the time,

As the sphere of souls completes yearly circles.

- Arya Joshi

Emotion.

A tear drop rolled down the cheeks.

I was choked up with emotion.

Thinking deeply on the lines of feelings.

Absorbing every assumption of my intuition.

It felt like clutching all my friends close.

And stand still in that warm pose.

Yet, 'ifs' or 'buts' patently were the conjunctions.

And I was choked up with emotion.

Reassurance seemed to be the only convincing matter.

But, I was firm on my desire, of not allowing my beloved ones for their departure.

We are sure enough to strengthen our relation.

A happy curve appeared on my lips.

I was choked with emotion.   

- Arya Joshi.

The Tree of Lights.

Simply fantasising,

A ficture so bright.

Radiating a pleasing sight.

It's the Tree of Lights.

Filled with small emitters,

Sourcing the spread of brightness.

Showing the path lying ahead.

The road obscuring the darkness.

It's the tree,

Implying the act of giving.

'Enlightening' this life of ours.

Simply fostered our living.

- Arya Joshi

Friends

The bunch of people,

Ever ready to fight for you.

Just there to support you.

We walk with them down the avenue.

The meetings, hangouts.

Never ending calls and conversations.

Birthday celebrations.

Or even the memories' collections.

We all owe a lot to them.

For being with us in every smile and sorrow .

But are so assured of the fact.

We'll together see a better tomorrow.

The craziest, funniest, lovable

And the most supportive people on earth.

I'll stand by them, support them

In every rebirth.

- Arya Joshi

The Book Unflipped

In my bookshelf,
Beneath a layer of dust,
Was a book,
Waiting to quench my knowledge thirst.

'It bears a title so attractive.'
Glanced my curious eyes.
I cleaned and dusted it,
Which made the book smile.

I happened to keep it back again.
Involuntarily, glued back to my mobile.
The book lay in grief and gloom.
Simply waiting to catch my eye.

Similar happens with our life,
We forget to flip the pages,
Forget to discover what lies within.
And just be afraid.

But now, it's time to unleash.
Time to explore our innate personality.
It's right moment to take the book.
Let the pages be flipped.

- Arya Joshi

The Sunset

The birds travel back home,
A place the safest..
As the ball of fire,
Proceeds towards the west.

The saffron rays,
Enlighten the countryside.
It's the alchemy of nature,
With whom we confide.

Orange turns the sky of blue,
One of the moments few.
A journey down the 'natural' avenue,
A travel so mesmerising for you.

A scenery of sunset,
Radiates thoughts in full beam.
It leaves the urge in mind,
Of fulfilling a dream.

- Arya Joshi.

Radiance of the Night

 On a calm night,

Shines the moon light,

A serene sight.

A surrounding so pleasantly quiet.

The tree sway,

Depicting pure elation.

The cool breeze blows,

Carrying the air of compassion.

Springing happiness,

Reflect the pearly eyes.

Absorbing the ambience,

Which the night defines.

Memories

 The first I took,

My vision took a look.

The vista that surrounds me,

My friends and family I see.

The love and care they share,

The warmth in the air.

Time fades and flies,

Brings tears to my eyes.

More than just monetary luxuries,

Invaluable are they, these Memories

Sailing the Little Boats

 Pitter- Patter of the rain drops,

Marks the Monsoon's arrival..

The happiness of making paper boats then,

Was truly incomparable..

It's one of the best things,

One does as a little kid..

Sailing the little boats in the water,

Is one nostalgic thing we all did!

Finding water puddles..

To see whose little boat starts sailing first..

To make our boat win,

We blew breezes as the thrust!

Today, we hardly see children,

Sailing little boats in the rain..

They are glued to the phones..

And the rain pouring in vain!

The cute little boats..

Still sail on our memories..

Let's cherish them again,

And enjoy sailing boats with our buddies!

Lively London

The capital of England,

London is the city...

It's beauty's expanse is so vast that,

Every individual gets mesmerized in its vicinity..

The city where Sherlock Holmes's mysteries

And Harry Potter's spells reverberated..

The city where Lord's, the Mecca of world cricket,

Is situated..

River Thames in it's beauty flow,

On which the Tower Bridge standing tall to show..

The Big Ben always working precisely..

With Heathrow airport welcoming,

Thousands of guests daily..

Blessed with a rich history..

London is a home to various treasures..

Here, people live their life to the fullest..

Enjoying all the pleasures..

Madame Tussauds' statues..

Whom everyone does admire..

London is a place in my bucket list..

Whom visiting I desire..

By the Sea.

The blue sparkling waters,

Attracted my eyes as I walked by the sea..

The surrounding was pleasant,

A serene form of beauty to see..

The waves arrive at the shore,

As if friends going hand in hand..

It feels they are embracing me,

And the force takes me along with the sand..

Every one feels to be strong,

As a mighty ocean..

But it needs hardwork,

Blended with patience and devotion..

The sunset at the shore ends,

With a dream to be chased by me..

There is a lot more to learn from..

A walk by the sea..

Nurturing our Nature.

Let's conserve our nature,

With pure sincerity..

Let's gift our lives with,

Green and clean prosperity..

Let our future generations,

Too experience, this caring of nature...

For that, preserve it well,

And flourish your future..

When you plant a tree,

You plant a life..

Nuture it, Care for it,

And let it thrive..

We can't repay the values,

From the nature received..

The goal of nature protection,

Will surely be achieved..

Let's come together,

For this change as 'WE..'

Let's work for the green and clean environment,

We aspire to see

Dreams

 Every person in life

Has a dream to follow

For him to be a better being

And let the light of the soul glow...

Limitations for dreams,

Are just beyond imagination

It refers to doing what you like,

Summing up your passion..

Dream big derives what,

The sages say..

Simply follow your dream,

That is on your way..

So as you chase,

Rays of hope come in as a beam

Enlightening your path,

As you reach up to your dream..

                                                    - Arya Joshi

It's just the beginning

  

It's just the beginning so keep calm

Convince yourself that there is no harm

Keep up with yourself joining arm to arm

Discover the beginning with your own charm..

Every beginning is difficult

At times you may suffer..

Be patient throughout the journey

As your happy hours occur..

It's just the beginning man!

A long way to go..

So as you move forward in the journey

You evolve and grow..

Hope is one thing to embrace your beginning

Carry it along and your future will be winning..

                                                        - Arya Joshi

Childhood

 Long lost, I found the way

A journey down the memory lane,

Revisiting my childhood, which comprised 

activities like scribbling on the walls or sailing boats in the rain!

Where my attire or even the words I spoke sounded sweet but insane.

But that was the time when life seemed to be sweet, simple, and plain.

Fits of laughter or even crying in vain!

seemed happy to me,while others were in pain!

In just a click, we saw our childhood pass by,

As we grow up now, it's our time to fly...

                                                    - Arya Joshi