A Howl

A howl. A howl so distant
With a wish of melancholy as its assistant
Teardrops of darkness bleeding in it
A mist of inexplicable pain in it
It wasn't mine neither was it yours
A howl with unseen scars
It was ancient yet unexplored
With a certain pain, so uncured
A howl so feeling-less
An incessant howl of darkness.

~ Della

Blackhole

A soul with emptiness within
A shadow without a source
Where the fear dwelled with an unknown twin
With skin deeply coarse
A hollow void between her and him
The light burnt out leaving her life dim
Her love turned into something dark
Drained away, her blissful spark
Black turned her eyes from deep blue
Her happiness which once existed blew
Feelings bled n soaked into the blackhole
And one day it devoured her soul.

~ Della

Secrets

Moonlight as blue as the heart of the sea
Shackled by nothing...completely free
Reaching the corals of the untamed ocean
Everything seemed to have not a single motion
Still was the water and sleeping was the creature
Everything silent at the night
Everything with a quite nature
A shadow of a girl, standing on a beach
Who longed to know these secrets 
Which were beyond her reach.

~ Della

Delicate Floret

A floret it was, so sweet and naive.
Like to the sea of life, a new wave.
Shackled in its own body,
Searching for a chance to embody,
Itself into something newfangled, something distant.
Spreading something novel, 
using the whispering wind as its agent.
Soon, it blooms into a myriad of brittle petals,
With its fragrance, it calmed the air that was unsettled.
It's sweet scent lingered in the air,
Covering everyone in a new, blissful layer.
As the aeons skimmed by,
It lost its natural dye.
For the last time, it gazed at the world replete with gay.
It felt its ancient petals sway,
Slowly they all fell down and it silently withered away...


~ Della

Bottle of Secrets

My mind is a bottle of secrets
Where no one knows what's inside
I tell them to give up trying
My mind is an amazing ride
I am not sure whether you will enjoy it or not
There are knots and knots, of different emotions
They all have some kind of relation
When people hear me say this they think I am a mystery
I sometimes think it's true and sometimes a lie
I keep asking myself the same question -
am I a mystic if yes then why why why
One day I got an answer it was reasonable and clear- 
You are different, you were born to stand out then why try to fit in ?? 
Don't think you are a looser because at last you will win.

~ Della

Anonymous

You are fertility to this barren earth
I know is very hard, but it's worth
Now it's time for a bracing start
Of a celebration
I think you have this very deep connection to
Your sweetness, kindness and your sweet smile
Which can brighten up areas for a mile
Lessons that you taught with love and 
seldom freedom will always be in my memories
Your qualities varies
But each one of them is needed and thoughtful
I know that you help us at your full
I hope you to stay gay
And a happy day.

~ Della

Woods of Fear

Deep inside the forest
filled with thick fog
above my head clouds
looked like they are out for a jog
The owls were hooting 
and the wolves were howling
The freezing winds were blowing
Making the noise of spirits of the forest
Where the gang of ghosts rest
The voices drew nearer,
I tried to control my fear,
Then the lightning struck me inside my heart,
And the power of braveness appeared
My eyes sparked with the oozing power
Now my footsteps changed
the horrific forest into a beautiful garden,
Don't let fear be your burden
Overcome your fear
Wait and see happiness will appear.

~ Della

What the eyes behold

See deep into a mortal's eyes
What do you see ?
You see all the question it holds, all the lies.
How the soul is trapped and struggling to be free,
To fulfil its desire, to roam the earth for eternity
You can hear whispers, whispers of your soul
Then you will know what the mortal's eyes behold
Its not just questions and lies,
it's the darkest secrets, the bitter crimes.
It shows you all the silent mimes 
about all the crimes they have committed
They hold it deep below inside the eyes in a chest,
this is where all the records of crimes are submitted.

~ Della

Beautiful Future

I don't know what will happen next
But I know that the nature will text me a message
And the messenger will be the wind
Whispering in my ear the beautiful secrets of tomorrow
The message will be something like- 
in your future there is no sorrow,
only success and happiness
Hearing this I will forget all the sadness
I will walk on in the garden of my life and make every bud bloom
I pledge that I will remove all the gloom
And one day all the things that the wind said will come true
And at last to all my supporters thank you

~ Della

My Aunt

I can't find words to define your knowledge
Or how there is no scintilla of anger
Maybe someday you took a pledge,of never showing anger
I sometimes imagine how will you be if you're in anger 
According to me you will be a complete danger
Your humble life is incessant
Your behaviour is nice and decent
I am very agog to know more about you
You might be an amazing person I guess that's true
During our hard times you show us a way
To God if there is any ,I just pray
To produce more people like you who are jaunty
I think you should receive a bounty, title- 'Noble Anti-anger Peace' prize
And At Last I want to say that you are quite wise

~ Della

My Aunt (part:2)

I often heard you say
That sometimes your peaceful face mislay
It's quite impossible to believe
But then how does it retrieve ? With abnormal speed.
Are you a difficult book to read ?
I did not find a soupcon of anger so far
Maybe your peace acts like a tar
Mending broken roads on the way
Whenever you pass through people they bless you and say,
"I hope you have a beautiful day."
Whenever I meet you I scream "YAY!"
Your talks acts like foliage
On the holes of rage completely filling them.
You are amiable
Whenever I meet you my anger mode is disabled
Don't worry you can't hide your secret for long
You may be smart but I am determined and strong.

~ Della

My Sister

To the word beauty I want to present a preamble,
To someone who means more than it
Yes,it is true she is kind and humble
Yes she is smart and made from the sediments of wit,
Yes, readily I postulate
Most of the time she prefers to be desolate
She is good looking and prepossesing
I must admit She has a good taste in dressing
Now some more words about her
Sometimes she is an amazing dancer
Yes, her smile can illuminate up anyone's darkest hours
She has some incredible powers
I hope she stays like this always,
And her bright smile stays.

~ Della

Shadows

Followed me through the woods
Echoed something in my heart
Guided me through falsehoods
Kept me from falling apart
Couldn't define what it was
What was its purpose? What was its cause?
To stay with me or to vanish soon
Couldn't say if it was a bane or boon
Soaked into something calming
Stayed with me throughout my life
Each memory with it was inexplicably embalming
Do I want it to stay?
Or to eternally wither away?
It was some kind of peaceful flow
It was a calm myriad of shadows.

~ Della