Asian Literary Society

The clouds will sail towards their destinations. The pellucid lake will be caught their reflections.   The cattle will graze in the meadows. Crickets and grasshoppers will retreat with the chirpings of sparrows.   The sun will pierce through the lofty mountain peaks and  cliffs Looking like a sparkling diamond ring.    On the lawns, there will be new flowers. And in the twilight, some will wither   But as always, the colorful fair will go on. With every pristine new dawn.   At times moon disappears from the skies. But the sky above never ceases to shine and the land below is always lit by the fireflies.   Clusters of stars from galaxies shine in the absence of the moon. Occasionally meteors swoon.   One day I shall stop playing my Jal Taranga, on the myriad  bowls filled with water Which I played by striking the edge with the beaters.   My kindred kith life will no doubt pause but will not stop. Time is a healer, they have to move o...

After autumn fall, when night jasmine adorned the paths along with bulbs of lilies. When the wind rustles with the leaves, crumpled and crunchies. Wafting fragrance to faraway valleys.   She appears to swaddle in a thick veil. And the blazing star loves her strength and the way she prevails. He loves her more, when she asserts, she is not delicate or frail.   And they play hide and seek. He pierced through her veil and stealthily sneaks. But gradually turn pale with every dawn and weather turning bleak.   He likes tough contenders. And when Santa Claus comes with goodies in his sleigh and reindeer. He declares a complete surrender.   Bowing down to somebody as a token of appreciation, giving space, uplifting others doesn't make anyone inferior. It in fact raises one's stature and makes one superior. For philanthropic heart, everyone is dearer   And when Robin sings with sakura  blossoming in the sanctuaries She  melts in love and retreats, with  s...

Lacy, delicate and ornate snowflake, The hypnotizing silhouette, mysteriously forming, Is made by loving creator’s hand, Yet, no two are alike like humans.   Appearing on earth like it’s her stage, She is in command, in her playful swirl, Taking her dance in the wintry air, Ah! Such dainty in her crystalline form.   Reflecting the brightest light of the sun, Despite the icy wind, she vows to glow, Appealing, thus, timid souls like me, To be courageous, and stay real beauty.   In human life and its design, she is comforting, Both in nature and life, where good and evil overlap, Where nothing, therefore, happens fortuitously, Perfection emanates from such mingling.   She is too fragile and too short-lived, Yet, such daedal artistry in her tiny frame, Think not, therefore, you’re ineligible and inefficient, There’s a greater reward through challenges hard.

I forge my identity  with snowflakes Pious and pure, innocent  and innate Icy draughts soothe me Suspended on the tree leafs I wear white robes I traverse uncharted azure skies  Perch on tall and titanic  trees  Mists beckon and hypnotize me Wrapped in a glittering  white sheet I rejoice at Mother Nature's  feat Snowy castle of an enigma, I meditate to meet my essence eternal  Colossal  murmuring trees, leaves, and twigs  Silently  I converse with them, partaking their affection  In my journey  to the interior, they are my constant companions  In my effusive being are concealed Seeds that would sprout roots that would  grow in spring Heralding transformation  A new beginning!

Cascading softly from the Heavens above Like silent blessings nestled in a prayer Each a wondrous crystal formed perfectly by divinity The trees hold wide their branches for resting space The earth opens its arms to welcome each flurry flake   A symbol of purity, a harbinger of beatitude A metaphor for selfless giving, an allegory illustrating magnanimity    Drawn towards children peeping from windows Snuggle up on window sills To form tiny milky mounds   New dawn waits to arrive Turning pink with excitement To unveil the season of merriment that will bring unveiled joy As footprints of younglings Shall adorn the white carpet to shape fluffy balls   Snowmen with carrot noses and stick arms Adorned with old hats and mufflers Will smile in crooked smiles Laughter unrestrained shall reach up to the blue skies Empyrean will assign benedictions divine!

Colors, canvas, easel and brushes. Gentle strokes of splendid lushes. Eyes twinkle and heart while slushes. Opaline enigma from palette when gushes.   Me and my diary of this soul. Makes me complete, makes me whole.   Tempo, timbre, melody and form. Tune, harmony, pitch fairest norm. Sincere, virtuous way to perform. Changes the world and raises a storm.   Me and my diary of this soul. Makes me complete, makes me whole.   Message, viewpoint, rhythm and rhyme. Poesy consummates to be sublime. Discovering and flourishing for quite sometime. Getting submerged in this mystical hymn.   Me and my diary of this soul. Makes me complete, makes me whole.   Opening, aura, style and essence. Embraces often blissful lessons. Probabilities diverge in absolute presence. Essential notion with ethnic credence.   Me and my diary of this soul. Makes me complete, makes me whole.   Distance posed well to traverse. With painting, music, poetry and verse. Sink gently an...

  O’ a magical spell drops on earth from above, Tiny silvery flake dropping down bathed in love, Embracing flora and fauna with its mellow caress, Draping meadows, fields, lands, beaches, and grass!   O’ it glitters like a precious diamond and pearl, With its magical wand it brings majestic miracle, A compassionate companion of solitary dawn and night, With its pure white shimmer mesmerizes at first sight!   O’ it sings a melody dancing on petals and flowers, Brims hearts and soul dropping as love shower, So serene, so calm, it creates a temple of peace, Enriches barren lives which are screaming in solace!   O’ dancing and rejoicing in mother earth’s lap without fear, It beautifies whole universe with its silvery shimmer, Without any partiality it loves and accepts everything, Even falling down from so above, not afraid of anything!   O’ snowflake from where do you come, nobody knows, But you are adored by everyone, it is very sure, Aha! You are a wonderful crea...