Cobweb dress

Cobweb dress

Old and rustic me

But someone is busy decking me up 

With the skills innate and he is born with.

Intricately woven rainbow threads

Forming clouds and spirals around.

My dress is growing with every day passing. 

The design and pattern are one of its kind.

Making it unique the Sunshine of morning

Sparkling and gleaming, slurping the sun rays so bright, so kind, so divine

The fabric so delicate so rich so shiny

Someone aced the artwork of weaving

Diamonds in a pattern suits my style.

His love, his care is fabricated so delicately around.

I look so beautiful without me knowing

He who works day n night 

Is my lover for ages.

Old and rustic me

But someone has made me a glamorous celebrity.

I m the post on someone’s fence 

And spider dressed me with caress.  

                                    - Aarushi

Fallen leaf

Fallen leaf

( a narrative of a dead leaf that falls down from a big tree. Humans are like this fallen leaf when things turn upside down; we look to muster that lost confidence and finds ourselves  )

My life seems to be ended 

but it has not.

I feel more liberated.

I am a friend to the winds

When the life shakes and rakes

I found relations outside my tree.

I realized I am so blessed

I am so distinguished from others.

Holding my ground 

I fell in the womb of this mother (earth).

I feel in myself

I am so happy and not bound.

My entity was the pride of someone else.

A tree, so proud of having me.

But now I can live in the pride of my own

Because I m a fallen leaf.

                                           - Aarushi