Clueless

“You’re hilarious!” exclaimed Aryan. Estella was observing Aryan chuckling with his friends from the corner of her eyes. His crystal aura and blue eyes at once earned him the attention of an attractive woman. Estella was convinced that he was not an ordinary man. She knew that he will be her last resort. She marched across the room and introduced herself to him. When she smiled, his knees were weak and he fell onto the ground leaving the crowd clueless. His eyes were shut and Estella disappeared in the smoke of the night. Estella was his imagination – a death call.

Footprints In The Mud

As we walk in the wet mud – footprints track us all the way long!

Exquisite nights across the sea shore;
The warmth of love soaring to the core.

Hand in hand as they walk;
Footprints in the mud – their sweet talk.

Redefining love in their very own way;
The wind’s in their favor to savor their stray.

The legacy of betrayal is drifted as they collide;
Ensuring their commendable chemistry makes a big stride.

Pursuing their heart with the rhythm of the flowing river;
Affection embraces them while their heartbeat shivers and quivers.

Love is their life and each other’s arms their abode;
Rocking and cradling each other – they stroll from road to road.

They are homeless – they require a shelter;
Summer is their contender as they swelter.

They are clueless walking aimlessly;
Adoring and fondling each other shamelessly.

The emancipated couple pursues the path of sincerity and loyalty;
Peace and harmony dominates their relationship – compassion treats their royalty.