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~good night~ cool moon and glittering star. Be friendly to share with me. O! it is awesome to have something very close to heart. The dream is the only mystic friend in the solitary night. And the talk of night bird paints a belief that you are not lonely. In the midnight the world seems under the shower of moon ray. Joy songs everywhere to console you and your throbbing heart. Okay! Let us sleep well with prayer to that mysterious Friend Who created everything for us . by sarojini pattayat.21/12/2013 — feeling wonderful.

Good morning. Here is a tale for you all. The dream of a poet _________ Long ago.A poet was walking under the lamp post in the foot path of Bhubaneswar.So many vehicles were running in the road. She was thinking -can I write about all things what is happening around me.And it remained in her subconscious mind. She meet her friend in the Indiragandhi Park nearby.Talked all these thing.They walked in the park.Shared each others joys and griefs.Returned to the home. In the night in the deep slumber she went into the dream.The dream was very peculiar.She found her friend telling her to die under the lamp post to make her poetry lively. She wake up. It was 2.30 am. She wrote" Yes I should die". I should mingle in the poetry. She opened her window. Found the silence of morning was telling her something.She wanted to understand the feelings of the early morning.Morning was telling her to think positive. Death is not only way to escape the life, to write poetry.She should face the c...

Love was walking deeper and deeper in the awesome nearby that was making me crazy. The evening was so cool and fill with bliss of our new discovery the discovery of the world of literature that already discovered by so many like us but, it so different a dissimilar thrill for each one the new feelings to love deeper and deeper. by, sarojini pattayat.01/12/2013

~good night~ O,, night just sing the lullaby want to dream the fantasy of life to forgive them and forget their sin. by sarojini pattayat.30/11/2013

Love within ------------- Within my tender heart love blooms like jasmine spreading aroma around to discover love and to be discovered by someone whom I constantly love. *** Author Notes A feeling. © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved

Its a damn reality yeah I felt. Your's love attracting me to dream the coral island of your thought; Your dream here is not my dream I argued yours compulsion yes, have brought some twist and turn. I still have hope of a clear bluish sky Can face my living desires here; May be some storm I faced some destruction waiting there to be rebuilt I am static in the reality want to take challenges I swear. Love is not erotic its a brook of hope flowing from ages inside human heart It is you and I playing with it and destroying emotions of present, future and past. Let our dream of mystic island be the hope of all surrounding us, let the aroma spread from heart to heart amid of it we can leave without loss. by sarojini pattayat.27/11/2013

The evening has its charm. passion in the setting sun still dancing inside heart telling story how we have faced the moments and adore them, to write down in a crape book waiting somewhere on my study table. by sarojini pattayat.25/11/2013

All my feelings welcome your desire to sow a seed within and get a good harvest and write somewhere in this universe the touch of love paint the colors of griefs and joy and fly toward the unending aim. by sarojini pattayat.24/11/2013

I am opening your life, undressing your thought, looking your passionate heart; want to dissect your events one after another. I know you love me and not think anything for my such behavior. Yet I think am I wrong! However, for my reason I am doing this. I cannot die peacefully, if I will not disclose my heart. May people think it as a sin? Now, it is the peak moment. Should I express everything... by sarojini Pattayat. 24/11/2013 Some lines of my Novel.I am trying for the positive end.But don't know whether it will be positive.If it will be positive it will destroy some rude rule of the society.But if it will be negative it will save me from criticism.I puzzled and want not to write sometime..But as a writer perhaps it will be harsh for my characters.So, after near about 8 months again going through it. Love has no definition.Let me define.I know I may meet strong arguments.But, at this stage facing hurdles is the other name of life...I should prove it.

The passion of his throbbing heart still alive inside the coolness of dead past; The moment here changing colors to forget, and birds around chirps the never ending song of grief. Time can only paint the deed done here to remain ever surpassing the ages. by sarojini pattayat.23/11/2013

~its a time to say good night~ to sleep in the lap of dream and gather strength for next day and to thank God, for His blessings and care.~..

love ----- Even in the busy city your presence in my mind never made me crazy; smile never fed away from my lips your sweet words with aroma of pleasure just reminds me that I am really trapped in your unending love. © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,

Tum jab sath the. -------------------- Barish mein bhig kar ghar loutna phir sochna ki bukhar aa sakti he phir dusre din barish me bhig kar jiwan ke bare me sochne me jo aanand aati thi kya tum bhul chuke ho wo pal ? mein to aaj bhi dekhti raheti hun oosh sunsan raste ko jahan kavi ham sath sath chalte the barish mein... by sarojini pattayat.25/10/13

ANNONYMOUS watch your thoughts, for they become words. Watch your words, for they become actions. Watch your actions, for they become habits. Watch your habits, for they become character Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny

I have left YoU ----------------- I have left you; It is true like the nature; The piercing desire of you to get a new path is the reason. You may blame me, like a dissatisfied hope, In my decision the life never have end each day we face a new beginning. You can discover now the new horizon feel the world with your own heart, you can choose and mingle yourself with griefs and joys to face the hurdles, you can learn to live. Yes, I have left you for a purpose to behold your patience and bully. Author Notes for a close friend © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved

Kindness every where ------------------------- Look to the tree how she bent with laden fruits and flowers the kindness of nature reflects there for survival of all. Look at the sun and moon how they are working from ages with their kind touch we feel. Kindness is at each step also in the passionate eyes of human. Let us unveil the mystery of kindness with feelings of heart to create a civilization and to write a new history of joys everywhere. *** Author Notes write the poem for the little kid of my heart © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved

Love and life -------------- You know the life is no more interesting without you. It was easy, comfortable before we meet. The nature was so cool and full of beauty to satisfy my desires. Under the sky my dream was secured like a planned future. We meet one day. I remember the time yet. You were in your casual dress and me too in my simple look. We talked. Time passed like a bubble. My only desire to have a love letter vanished with the moment when you forgot. In the mid ocean my soul is experiencing the naked truth of life. *** Author Notes The truth © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved.09/10/2013

Long long ago... ------------------- The story is like this. Long long ago.There was a small city here.At that time the city was full of good people. The young were at there happiness and in pursuit of peaceful future. Time changed.Everybody wanted to use time.Wanted to make money from time.The life became fast and relation with each other became fake.The mysterious diseases like loneliness, depression, etc covered the city. At present I am searching a joyous soul here.Alas! yet my search is unfulfilled. ********* Author Notes Really my search is not yet fulfilled. © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,09/10/2013

hi ---- : hi hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii : inside a voiceless world : anybody is there : looking mysterious byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. *** Author Notes O, hi © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,09/10/2013

How to live a life. ---------------- Have you ever find a friend roaming in search of you.Finding a good friend is very difficult in the present world.And people need sharing to live a good life.I experienced so many people in the meantime. Some are selfish, some express your feelings outside, and some wants you to fulfill their erotic desires.Then what way is left for you.You will find a cool night with loneliness, a warm day of selfish desires and all types of  lairs around you .Then how to live a day. 1. Go to the nature and look deeply.It still have a comfortable lap for you to sleep in peace and remain in the world of dream. 2.Find somebody very close to listen his/her problem.Don't avoid and don't disclose the secrets.This way you will find some relaxation. 3.Write down your feelings , read and re-read. 4.Read as many thing you can. 5. Read the heart of people. 6.Love everybody. 7. Be cool and don't fear anybody. *** by sarojini pattayat.08/10/2013

Waiting --------- How are you... the time is passing like a silent cloud. You are somewhere with yours desires and grief my dream has no way. The days of admires already in the damn past the garden of hope is in chill. the feeling of love in the eyes you have still talks and waits for me. Open yourself oh creator of love earth wants the nectar of joy You may be any where in the universe somebody wants you in the bay. *** Author Notes the feelings of a moment © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,07/10/2013

Eyes ------ The dreamy eyes searching a silent night welcomes mysteries. © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved, 06/10/2013

Voice ------ Yours thrilling voice is the sole desire of life my waiting ends. ... Author Notes A description of passion © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved, 06/10/2013

The painting ------------ In the hey field The mystic heron already there to bring colors in my day dream to return to the countryside and live a simple life. In the city friendship is fake love is fake and all relation seems just for time passing. My passionate heart is tired, can not dream the creation of an oasis in the present earth. Can I forget all song of cool morning and lovely moonlit night and only look the world as it is? The painting is colorless,hard and full of griefs. Author Notes Wants to live.Thats why I express. © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved, 7 hours ago

For a vanished poem. --------------------- Alas! I wrote a poem,and before saving it due to my own fault it vanished. Now my mind is blank and my grief stricken heart is crying for the deadly accident nobody around me to share my luck. The night is rare the clouds all over the sky flouting and rejoicing my failure with the pouring of rain my love mingles in my deep heart I fear to sleep not want again to face the nightmare. Alas! my favorite poem vanished somewhere... Author Notes I really wrote a poem and due to my own fault it vanished. © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,2/10/2013 

Discovering a new world ---------------------------- Everyday with You I enters into a new world of beauty and passion. Have You ever doubt it? We are very close and each day we takes a new path to understand the meaning of life. In Yours absence I burn myself with disturbance of doubt: People talk our closeness full of selfishness what I never belief. The rain outside, the song of tapping birds on my the roof of my home, the moving clouds, the dancing trees, the falling leafs, the giggles of school children in play ground, the faith of my husband, the freshness of life around says, Yours existence at each cell of my life. No doubt we are really getting closer day by day I feel the warmth of Yours touch very close to my heart and Yours voice gives me peace in my closed eyes to discover a new dream land. Author Notes Love is the only inspiration of my poem © Sarojini Pattayat. All rights reserved,

my daughter is an inspiration which I never accept a guide, whom I never follow a philosopher whom I never acknowledge a chirping bird whom I never listen. I am the worst mom in this earth. But, I am proud. Sarojini Pattayat.26/09/2013

bird tapping on the top of roof with her baby. Baby bird now with her tiny soft wing looks at sky. She has the dreamy talking eyes to feel love. by sarojini pattayat.25/09/2013

the morning passing with sweetness of night. by sarojini pattayat.24/09/2013

What You are for me.(1) -------------------- You emerged,then disappeared in the present event. What it mean? A hollowness, a vacuum , a  silent past. It is true, everybody can live without everybody. But, it is my own thought that each time bring your cute face before me to make me sad. A home without you is full of disastrous. I have no interest to make them tidy. I don't know why did my all strength  not supporting me, an idleness around me looking days and nights to passed away slowly without any word. Yours voice in the mobile is only thing to give me a little solace, I salute the unknown scientist who has made it easy to keep our relation warm; Otherwise the telepathy, the single way to proof my existence in your moment. I love you no doubt, I know you also love me like the blue ocean loving the beach But, the distance is too painful to bear. The black cloud the lightning the song of rain is no more sweet romantic, Really I am inside the abod...

Reason, I have nothing to say about you. Everything in this earth happens for a reason. We meet and then walk away for a reason We talk and love We hate and remain in grief for a reason. Yes, Reason you are almighty, and now I am here for a reason to surprise all my friends.

It is a wonder when you find yours own strength The nature has poured everything in you to inhale the most pleasant moment in your life. Inside the disturbance and outside the shower of rain whispers the moment is yours only. The floating clouds, the peeping sun everywhere the blessing penetrating into life The darkness is no more you have discovered the way of life.

Amid the depression words come as a mystic circle for safety and strength. Yes, I can not avoid grief or joy, I have to choose in between a path, to walk with you. I need your understanding your love your kindness and care Also the words to flow in my vein and console my heart. Yes, I need you and your moment to fill your world with fragrance of my soul for ever and ever. Amid the depression I need you to mingle in me to face the darkness and light a candle for whole life. ... By sarojini pattayat

Oh, give me some time to put my passion on your mystic heart in side this mysterious world; Then I promise I will never follow you. Let me penetrate into the illusion and bring the cream of your thought may it be good or bad, full of hope or depression, I want to analyze you and me in my lonely cabin to recognize the life and recall our past. Please give me some time from your values where from I will collect the soul of life. by sarojini pattayat.05/08/2013

Please believe the earth is green and beautiful; God never made it ugly, You have put the ugliness over it. Have you ever listen what the trees whisper in breeze, they always sing the song of love; you have no heart to feel them. the birds tweeter everywhere extend their emotion for you you are busy in your money world and promised to avoid; who is gainer at the end you have to decide, if you think yourself the best creation ever come to this passionate world. *** by sarojini pattayat.03/08/2013

The night seems mystic inside the calm surrounding, sharing thought with shadows. Sometime the feelings of rare love sometimes the grief of inner soul sometime the loneliness hammers me that I am alive; and I have to walk ahead alone in the path that have no end. I surprised, without a little murmur the date has been changed. I am just passed the past of thrilling experience. One day I will sleep inside my grave like the passing time You will remember me in such cloudy days of rainy season. by sarojini pattayat.01/08/2013

AGE ------ Pratik, one of my friend always makes me remember that, I am an adult and going to be old. Of course, whole-heartedly I accept the truth. However, my point is where it has been proved that a person at his/her ripping age is unable to achieve something. In India, all rishis achieved, in their ripe age. It is an age to put your experience in the life project to gift the world the most amazing thing of yours whole life. I decided and wrote in my diary- “I don't want to remember my age. This age factor is pushing me down. my young heart and mind will push me up and up to achieve in the game of life. I do not want to see the mirror to count my ripening hair or try to make them black. Let me think it as a change to adore my experience, decide my place in the responsible citizens, and make my young to follow me to face the life as it is”. by sarojini Pattayat.29/07/2013

Chup chap office se nikel gei aur pahunch gei aur ek duniya ko, jahan children were dancing like angels.Itna achha lega ki me bhul gei ki I am an adult.Bas meri samne meri bachpan thi. 27/07/2013

You opened yourself yours heart, yours thought,yours desire what I feared. Now, I am here with my own dream never to cross the line of fire the rules, the old thinkers thought being an woman: as I want the world to remain in peace. by sarojini pattayat.27/07/2013

Life ---- 'Hi, any thing came after a bunch of roses' "No,I have already told him that, I am not the right person to accept your wonderful gift." "You are rude" "May be.But I have spoke the truth" Nilima's curiosity about the shadow person arose doubt in the mind of Amrita. She wanted to avoid Nilima forever to have peace in mind. *** Life is not a game to play and forget. It provides lessons to read and understand. Reading life is the most wonderful experience in whole universe. Just try to read you will find joys of a flying swan and sorrows of the stream ended in a desert. *** by sarojini pattayat.24/07/2013

It was a constant disturbance. Sitting very near to me sometime he was playing with his mobile sometime unnecessarily looking at my face sometime writing to make me believe that he was the only listener in the meeting. I thought and thought. Yes, yesterday he was in face book whole night; And now he is fighting with his sleeping eyes. by sarojini pattayat.24/07/2013

For my little heart ----------------- Remembering you I imagine you some where around me and within me. I can never forget you. You were a part of my broken heart, a dream of love I missed, a passion, a tender feeling, that I felt. You passed away I could not do anything helpless weak before the power of time. Yet, you are here inside my mystic world glittering, spreading aroma; and will remain fresh till my last breath. by sarojini pattayat.23/07/2013

Better were the days when I was waiting you for playing doll after school break.With utmost pleasure we were going to the nearby river to look at the fish sleeping under the leaf.With great care I was taking away the leaf and it was amazing for me at that time knowing that fish sleep opening its eyes , still and beautiful. Better were the days when in college break we meet each other to have tea.In library we gossip a lot about civil service exam and our future. So simple we were at that time, never hurt each other in our dream also.We were kind to each other , understand each others joys and sorrows. How the life changed.Now we never get time for little talk or a simple"hello"??? You have already become a shadow of my dream and a story to recall in my leisure; passionate feelings to remain life long. by sarojini Pattayat.23/07/2013

The dream in my heart to bloom and spread its fragrance all over the earth for friendship and peace and happy living. The time is short and miles to go. by sarojini pattayat.22/07/2013.

My feelings for pigs ----------------------------- Amid all smells pig live and love have you ever seen sparkle of any thought over their nice faces??? I have never found. Yet I thought what is their motto??? Their mother so sweet sprinkles love take care I'm envious. In groups they like to wander and ready to be slaughtered any day any moment that hurts. by sarojini pattayat.20/07/2013

Sprinkle passion over the petals of feelings of your deep love, keep some where it deserves in your heart, for gifting an unnamed unique pearl that will glitter to change the darkness from every corner... by sarojini pattayat.20/07/2013

Avoidance ----------- Avoidance is not good. But, sometime it help to save you from an embarrassing position.To avoid people i sometime don't answer to their call. don't reply to their message, don't stop to have a great chat. With a simple smile I quit the place.                It hurt really to avoid. But what shall I do?I don't have enough time to share with them.In the busy life I think to share a smile is enough.We have many thing to tell each other.No time to manage.Let us write each other and read leisurely, and give little comment.Thats the only way left. Sarojini Pattayat.18/07/2013 

After nearly one month I met Anu in the park. She was walking bare foot to get mystic relief from the arthritis.She smiled at me. 'Are you well ?'I asked. I know that the answer will be negative. With a little pain she told,'No', want to die.It is so painful. This world and this disease". I had no word to make her endure the pain..For, i know how this arthritis crippled me for two long years and how i struggled to come back to my life. by sarojini pattayat.17/07/2013

The rain in my city -------------------- Its a wave you know, full of happiness remembering all the incidents with you. Under the wild tree your first mystic appearance in the rain compelled me to put you in my poetry as the only romantic character. From that day your each wish became my wish and your each dream i tried to full fill. I know you are satisfied. You forgot the rain and the past where we struggled a lot. But,look the rain of this city still sings the song of that mystic painting of your first appearance that made me to know the turn of life and luck. ... by sarojini pattayat.15/07/2013

One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII by Pablo Neruda I don't love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom but carries the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself, and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose from the earth lives dimly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you directly without problems or pride: I love you like this because I don't know any other way to love, except in this form in which I am not nor are you, so close that your hand upon my chest is mine, so close that your eyes close with my dreams. Pablo Neruda, "One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII"

 ".... and you are beautiful! Keep writing, darling. Write your little heart out.....and be happy."

In my land a demon was there with three numbers of head. He was a good animal loving the princess of the land. Time passed the princess one day kidnapped by a wicked prince. The prince kept her in a place inside the blue ocean roaring always in agony and for peace. The king announced if anybody was there in the whole country who could bring princess. He promised to give his daughter and made him his son-in -law and give his land to rule for ever. The demon went killed the wicked prince brought the princess, But, alas! the princess did not want to marry him. The demon wanted to kill himself; Suddenly, A hermit appeared changed him to be a handsome one by sprinkling sacred water. The princess was happy the king was happy He arranged a feast where all went but nobody called me to participate. by sarojini pattayat.09/07/2013

Freedom paints the heart with soothing colors of pure love... Look Freedom is nothing but the flying blue jay... Free Freedom the world will glitter with lasting peace Social rules have made the freedom a mute spectator In the real world Freedom weeps from ages have no listener. sarojini pattayat,25/06/2013

For a poet nothing is very private. Sometime expression comes from the heart like cool rain shower and destroys slowly on the way in the real world bring pain and griefs; thirst wants to search the close friend to listen. me, a poor poet have friends here to share and feel soothing song of peace, get inspiration to move fast to reach my goal. Thanks again Happy writing sarojini pattayat.25/06.2013

Bonnie, Your dedication to poem your care for each word touches the heart and bring an image in the mind; whenever i get chance i stand and feel the soft music of your poem inhale the aroma and think your passion reflects in your writing and in yours sweet face.  Sarojini Pattayat.23/06/2013

To avoid my weakness I behold the sky To avoid my pain I imagined the ocean To get love I shared my soul And now, people are saying I am in a dream world. by sarojini pattayat.20/06/2013

I miss you. But i don't want to be the lover of such a young boy and destroy the dignity of love. [after reading a news of a mom who became pregnant from the friend of his son, aged eleven years]

"Writing has so much to give, so much to teach, so many surprises. That thing you had to force yourself to do - the actual act of writing - turns out to be the best part. It's like discovering that while you thought you needed the tea ceremony for the caffeine, what you really needed was the tea ceremony. The act of writing turns out to be its own reward." - Anne Lammott, BIRD BY BIRD Happy writing, "It is a very sad thing that nowadays there is so little useless information." -- Oscar Wilde "When writing the story of your life, don't let anyone else hold the pen" ~ Harley Davidson "When you are content to be simply yourself and don't compare or compete, everybody will respect you." ~ Lao Tzu “You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore. ” ~ William Faulkner

Amid the serene poems of night dream welcome the busy world to rest for a while and gather strength for next mission. So, ~good night~ and ~sweet dream~ *** by,sarojini pattayat.07/06/2013

For a friend. -------------- Trying to listen what your heart wish, But, trying alone not satisfies the time; where you and me both suffer before the naked eyes of world. by sarojini pattayat.05/06/2013

In the lonely moment of hours the serene feelings touching the smile of moon paints a prefect bond of love with all livings and non livings. Please be silent and feel only closing your beautiful eyes what fragrance nature has kept from ages to inhale... ~by sarojini pattayat.03/06/2013~

Desire catches fire the sound of mobile brings your naughty image... by sarojini pattayat.02/06/2013

A dreamy world the mars really hug me to feel love... by sarojini pattayat.31/05/2013

Last evening i was worried for a meeting,and i feeling pressure in my mind.I wanted to relax, so that i can be normal in the meeting.I did following few thing. 1.Talked to a friend. 2.went to my face book page 3.thought time always change.so, i should not be in pressure.i should be calm. 4.God is always with me. I normally attended the meeting and calmly present my topic there and face the review. Friend, ~never remain in pressure and be calm when storm comes to hit you down~ by-sarojini pattayat.31/05/2013

The morning ------------- Drops of rain... a passionate hope to enjoy the nature Summer feelings now under the veil of raining clouds... Lonely nightingale in search of friend sing on the wet branch. Clean blue sky... no one can know when pour heavy shower. Morning thought petals of desires in search of a dreamy world. by sarojini pattayat.30/05/2013

stone Feel in your heart the changing life around slowly making us stone with doubts and desires. In each step dream seems crying love appears a mirage an uncommon thirst inside creates dryness the softness of rose vanishing under the smell of artificial scent a stony world indeed for challenge and change. Hope, here with trembling step yet, sitting in the coolness somewhere; let's go and invite her to face the challenge, and,to plant the fragrance everywhere. by sarojini pattayat.23/05/2013

jab jab koi ata hei jiwan me kehi pawan gungunati hei to kehi kante bichhati hei jiwan kehi jiwan kho jati hei kanto me to kehi khil khilakar bolti hei ki dekho ham ji rehe hen yaha , tum bhi jio aur gungunao man bharkar. by sarojini pattayat.[hindi language] Darkness around vanishes, a little light is sufficient, can you help me   to bring that light and adore it till death??? by sarojini pattayat.

To a friend ---------- From the deepest of my heart i think u r in the abode of happiness  and peace what i wish for you. It is true that we live a life that is given with our luck that is decided yet, look the world is so generous and kind we could know  the riddle of life that gives us pain. by sarojini pattayat.22/05/2013

jadi kebe kehi kahe mu hari gali jibana khelare ichha hue pacharibaku satare ki se jiti thila kebe??? by sarojini pattayat.[Odia language] jab jab koi ata hei jiwan me kehi pawan gungunati hei to kehi kante bichhati hei jiwan kehi jiwan kho jati hei kanto me to kehi khil khilakar bolti hei ki dekho ham ji rehe hen yaha , tum bhi jio aur gungunao man bharkar. by sarojini pattayat.[hindi language] Darkness around vanishes, a little light is sufficient, can you help me   to bring that light and adore it till death??? by sarojini pattayat.

Life is full of different experience.It is very interesting to observe it closely.People learn from own life and get strength to walk further.We can not avoid our mistakes, rather we can make them positive to paint a new lively painting that can touch the heart and adore our feelings. by sarojini pattayat.19/05/ 2013

The Mask ----------- Inside the mask fragrance of love or likeness seems like a mirage in the desert of faithless world; The mask may save you from some humiliation but, simultaneously says that you have fear hidden deep in your tender heart. The mask also take you in the wrong path to play the game of satire with others and have sadist pleasure of lairs; So, can you believe the mask around??? by sarojini pattayat.18/05/2013

Dance --------- Can i dance with the tune of breeze I will feel me most precious if i can, Can i dance with the dancing butterfly from morning to night, I will feel my childhood with special fragrance if i can; Inside the turmoil of given artificial life i have already forget how to dance, and living in loneliness, depression have hogged me from within and never want to make me free to taste the miraculous step of dance. by sarojini pattayat.18/05/2013

Today i found jasmine smiling in my little garden, the little chirping birds on the branch of the amla tree talking about the cool morning, Relaxation at each step Natures precious gift i felt. by sarojini pattayat.06/05/2013

Kindness[hiku] ----------- Kind nature... stream flows from the heart of mountain. Kind mother child sleep with peace in her lap. Naked truth... Kind sky hugs the whole universe. Faith blooms... a kind lover creates the world of joy. Kind heart... a soul discovers the garden of angels.

 Fallen Leaves

, "Poetry is like a lover"

Novel writing -------------

Hello, What your goals for your writing? What kind of writer do you want to be? Today, I want to share with you some quotes about daring to dream -- and to follow your dreams: "Self-trust is the first secret of success. - Ralph Waldo Emerson "It takes as much energy to wish as it does to plan. - Eleanor Roosevelt "Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius and power and magic in it." - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe "We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world." - Marianne Williamson "Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up." - Thomas Edison "It's never too late to be what you might have been." - George Eliot Happy writing,

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Sarojini Pattayat Oh, Magician ---------------- You are so great, Oh, Magician, You have created The human, Giving your magical touch, To feel, to love,and to understand Everything in this universe. You are so kind, Oh, Magician, You have given human The power to talk, And also You have given Them, the fragrant smile. You have made the Whole universe; Everywhere i feel Your's passionate magic, Oh,wonderful Magician, Fill this earth, With love and kindness, ,To breathe peace in air And safety till death. by sarojini pattayat.06/03/2013Like · · Unfollow Post · 14 minutes ago

Oh! magician ---------------

. My Love.

Across The Dreams  in a haunted cottage soul rest alone, untouched, completely away from all desires. The bird is singing whole day and night in short intervals to make it awake... --------------------------------- by sarojini pattayat

I'm really puzzled. To read the mind of people is not so easy, But, nature is so nice, and cool, so peaceful and full of joy; Her presentation is so beautiful that, heart fills like a flight of blue bird deep into the blue sky. by sarojini pattayat.-15/03/2013

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Dream ----------- Life is nothing but, A touching painting of reality and dream; Our soul lives in dream And, our thirst want dream to be real. We carry dream to each birth, And, that we think our blessings, Inside the turmoil of life, We feel happiness and suffering; Dream is therefore, more powerful, Brings peace and joy; What we shall dream definitely, That will be real one day; So, dream what is good, To our society and soul; Think dream as the nature That will be true and real. …………………………………..  by sarojini pattayat.19/03/201

I want to spend this night in your name

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A desire --------- Hi, Sometime slightest of sound on my door make me believe that you have come, Look, I have never want to make life a pathetic story ‘cause I know I love you from the depth of my heart. This is the reason why I wait for you; Your presence in my world, spread fragrance of love that you understand and I feel; we are not here to quarrel and destroy the balance life inside agony and pain. So… try, your little trial will make you to penetrate in my heart and gift you the pearl of the moment where I’m waiting eagerly, to show the dream of life. Don’t think I’m an illusion; In the life we have to share our thought with someone who love; Oh dear! Now   forget the past, What can never be erased, Please come and share my world touch my soft feelings to enjoy the path of life and listen the soft- eternal music, the ocean of time singing for us from ages. ……………...

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SORROW ----------- I don't know how sorrow visits and fills the world, when it says 'bye', but, i feel the pain that it share and remain as a scar of that moment. by sarojini pattayat.

Melting moment -------------------- Melting moment melting life passion to fly mingle in blue life shows challenges to enjoy and overcome. Can we name the moment where u smile made small demands to puzzle me Can u recover the days we spent under the warmth of morning sun and colorful evening; we all leave everything here except the moment of love and sorrows. Melting moment smiles when melt to remind us that, we are also its part to melt and change and accept what time give us as gift. by sarojini pattayat.28/04/2013

Life is full of hurdles.One should face them.

My Grand ma --------------- Today the sky full of floating cloud reminds me the days of my grand ma my favorite story teller a great discoverer of mystic world the painter of a painting full of angels and ghost. She always chose a plot from the outer world that i love,believe and tremble in fear. The twinkling star of the night also stunned and listen her the moon obey her command and hide her face to make me sleep in her warm and secured lap. The days are gone, now i am waiting my grand children to listen me and make me feel the joy of life and step forward to be the brightest star of the dark night to glitter always and show them the path to achieve and face hurdles and success. by sarojini pattayat 27/04/2013

Age is a vital factor of a strong friendship. We may not ignore this important factor.   Talking among the generation is necessary for a healthy society no doubt, but there should be limitation. Then only respect to elder and love to younger will increase gradually for a healthy atmosphere.

The moment at the door of night wishing me and You GOOD NIGHT by sarojini pattayat.23/04/2013

For a friend ------------- Walking in the sun Talking with the breeze smelling the morning remembering you everything in my time already gifted me the life. Where are you at present? In deep slumber or in the dream land escaping me, my friendship here singing the song of grief inside a modern art gallery to recognize your painting of friendship. by sarojini pattayat.

I want to write something of my own

In the rain the time recalls the days of childhood specially the care of mother the stories of grandmother the cool feelings of ghost out side the window the mystic sound of rain drops and touchy cry of nearby jangle. by sarojini pattayat.21/04/2013

Strength to write ----------------- 1.Believe in yourself. 2.Write your feelings. 3.Write from your experience. 4.Write and read aloud. 5.Read a lot. 6.Don't complicate the story/poem beyond the understanding of your reader. 7.Write every day. 8.Look nature for inspiration. 9.Follow your own voice. 10.Question everything and write your answer.You can find the foundation of your story. 11.Write what you don't know.This is for the imaginary fiction beyond the thought. 12. Remember the old days.               ***

Can i forget You ----------------- You are in my thought Wants to forget you but, you dominate my world...; Can you ever come help me to again stand...; When i look at the sky i found your thought wandering there for me... when i look back to the earth i smell the fragrance of your herb you planted one day and directed me, to water them every day...; Can i ever forget you... My whole life in wake up or sleep in my dream or in my real world you are there, you are there, you are there... as my sorrow and joy or as my prayer... Can i forget you... *** by sarojini pattayat.19/04/2013 Comment of my friends- 1---thanks for yr poem.but don't be too much emotional. we r now not a college student. 2---Good one........ never forget to anyone to whom we like in them in our life. 3.Great poem For me this poem feels like a romance between  Man and God; it has a spiritual quality to it that I appreciate.  Furthermor...

The nature around always brings a feeling in heart that, we are part of this. by sarojini pattayat.18/04/2013

Inside my dream someone created a vacuum, a catastrophe i never face before When i look at the nature She smiles and remain mute Each bit of my time recalls the crater of loneliness A poet as i am discovers feelings of 'missing you' by sarojini pattayat-17/04/2013

Inside the hot summer noon ---------------------------- Inside the hot summer noon a hot discussion on love in my cool chamber surprised me and my conscience whether i am really have interest to know what is love? So many interesting point filled the air with mango juice, one of my friend said 'love is nothing but the emotional attachment' another said 'love is the passion just like the sweet death of an insect in fire' I listened and listened, could not reply as I'm still in dilemma whether love actually exists??? Whether the thrill that, sometime satisfy my inner soul can be called love, whether the attraction to somebody or to something can be defined as love, or, the desire to sacrifice everything for somebody or for some cause is real love, Love, the riddle tells new story each moment shows a new face new passion always to hug and dream the angel who never come in whole life. But, the dream covers whole life as the blu...

The Night bird -------------- Good night. Think what moon and star sharing with the cool summer night the fragrance of jasmine or the story of hunger and death in this earth or some thing new going to happen to add the moment. A night bird flying high and high to drink the darkness to satisfy the desires blooming in the heart. can you name it?? The night bird may be you or me just want to sleep and dream and dream... by sarojini pattayat.09/04/2013

The eyes waiting dream to enjoy the night.      *** by sarojini pattayat.

Good morning The sun is telling to walk , walk and walk to enjoy the bits of moment and create something new, amazing and beautiful to feel something different to proof that, we are most valuable creation of God in the lap of mother Nature. by sarojini pattayat.04/04/2013

Sarojini Pattayat Good morning The sun is telling to walk , walk and walk to enjoy the bits of moment and create something new, amazing and beautiful to feel something different to proof that, we are most valuable creation of God in the lap of mother Nature. by sarojini pattayat.04/04/2013

Love begets love

FRIEND ----------- Sometime i feel i lost you somewhere never to find in the ocean of life. I know ocean never keep or hide that is thrown inside it. The rule of nature help each one to get back the joy, the dream, the sorrows what is lost any how someday. My hope glitters, my wing becomes ready for a long journey to overcome the hurdles. The sky inspires and argue for a challenging flight where you are the desired soul. I know my waiting has meaning and will give strength at each step to finish the story where we were the co-writer. by sarojini pattayat-03/04/2013

In the ocean of sorrows -------------------------- Life is the ocean of sorrows, desire is the cause of sorrow, This is the truth that we face each day , at each moment in every step; from sun rise to sun set, inside moonlit night, under the star filled sky, inside greenery, or in the desert. But, can we ever find a place a clean vacuum absolutely free of desires??? In our blood desire flows like a current to climb the steps of life, dream gives strength to feel the blessings and inhale the love to like the inner soul; and have faith on the surroundings. We are here with desires and also leave this earth with desires. What is the harm in living a life gracefully with desires and dream? Let we accept, the naked truth to feel brightness inside and in the outer world and live like other, in the lap of mother nature. ………………………… by sarojini pattayat.-02/04/2013

Cool shadow... My garden's painting shows a touching summer. Sweet morning watering the trees feels heart with joy. Hot summer the fragrance of jasmine attracts to write poem. Passing time busy life don't allow to listen the nature. Moment satires clock is the watch dog compels to work and work. Want peace Do not follow the routine at least for a day. by sarojini pattayat.-02/04/2013

Good morning. Sorrows comes and go away just like anything. You want only to be brave enough to face them. Smell the fragrance of mourning breeze listen, how birds are talking and merry making how they are busy. Look the blue freshness of sky He is silent, but, positive; Covers the whole earth with love and care.  by,sarojini pattayat.-30/03/2013

Sometime i thought I'm alone But... to my utter surprise i found the world full of song with different tunes may it be of joy or sorrow. It is your interest to embrace them with positive or negative feelings to make life a happy journey or hurdle at each step. It is really up to you to change the ordinary dew drop a colorful special poem and a singing castle of dreams. It is really up to you to paint the life with matching story to touch the horizon and never repent for waisting the precious moments projected some where beyond our imagination and thought. by sarojini pattayat-31/03/2013

Love is love, just feel ... for a moment or for years; It's a fragrance deep inside blooms with its touching hopes, it's a lively panting, clear,aesthetic a desire to discover oasis in the desert with unlimited dream, it's a passionate poem written over the veil of illusion, to cover whole time. It's a magic mirror kept by the Unknown to explain the life; Tear and smile dance in her earth hugging each other to satisfy the unending thirst, Love, the lovely feeling is the only sweet music to wait a while and listen for ever. by sarojini pattayat.-31/03/2013

MY CITY-2 -------------- Evening is touching the busy road of my city; All want to listen the voice of someone close to the heart waiting somewhere to share and care the experience of the day; The birds are flying back to their home with an imagination to gossip with their children. After a while the busy aroma of the city shall change her story; Every where i expect joy and joy to adore the life and forget the pain. by sarojini pattayat.-30/03/2013

Sarojini Pattayat 8:48am Mar 30 Good morning. Sorrows comes and go away just like anything. You want only to be brave enough to face them. Smell the fragrance of mourning breeze listen, how birds are talking and merry making how they are busy. Look the blue freshness of sky He is silent, but, positive; Covers the whole earth with love and care. by,sarojini pattayat.-30/03/2013

I 'm not blaming you ------------------------------ -- In the brightest hour of day when I recall you you avoid me with plea that you are too busy. When sun set in the west inside scattered thought  you still in your work wave to catch the last fish. Night in its magical touch sing the sweetest song, Amid the darkness I find my soul waiting with desires and dreams for a little care and share, of the story of whole day, you in your deep slumber whisper the turn and twist of your schedule as you are a perfect man to worship work as God. I'm now a learner following your path, Sometime think is this a true color of life??? or, a trend of civilization where we are the busy particles of a great project. .............................. ... by sarojini pattayat-23/03/2013

The Mirage -------------- The days passed. Love bloom everywhere, in the earth,in the sky, in whole universe. But at the end the same result; a mirage wait to adore the moment. Illusion rules the life; unsatisfied thirst kills the heart bit by bit to destroy present and future and try to make the life  a riddle, unsolved, opaque, A mirror; that shows joy and attracts to wander without any aim. The argument  somewhere deep inside talks again and again to be conscious but, the mind don't want to understand don't want to accept the real It only want to  get satisfaction from the dream. The life becomes a satire, and mingles with the moment to touch the end. ........................ by sarojini pattayat.25/03/2013