Wish You happy birthday!!

It's your day Today!

mast majaa maade

That very first day...

'The god' actually smiled 

When 'Her entirety' sobbed;

The blazing little eyes

Those alluring smiles

And the couple felt elated!

This little sunshine

Was the only gold mine

Years down the line 

Things were more than just fine

Its that charming Sunshine

Seems beamingly Schwerd

All day all night she is working hard!

Wish you good luck going forward;

Hope this little wish, will we'll be heard!

As the matter gets elder

Let the Thoughts stay younger

And the dreams grow bigger

Wish You stay in my heart now and forever!

-Avyayaa

Huttu Habbada Hardhika Shubhashayagalu

Our Moon has blood clots!!!

Our moon has indeed many blood clots,
Of Incupable tots;
Ruled by the rats;
Invaded by the bots;
Who are religious Bigots;
Obliterating the Sects;
Foraying with the pellets;
Blowing up the huts;
Tear down the hearts
Blot out the chasts;
Down to pieces were the busts;
Disgraced were the Cloisters;
Nightmares were the nostalgics;
Detached from the roots;
Deprived of its fruits;
Displaced weren't from mere homesteads;
Rather from élan vitals;

Just not others who were callous;

It's very own folks!!
And the Holy was divided by the dots;
All was left were the moon's blood clots;

-Avyayaa

'Aa' 'Aa' 'Ee' 'Ee'

'ಆ' ತನ  'ಆ'ಕೆಯ  ಬಗ್ಗೆ  ,

'ಈ' ತನ  'ಈ' ಮಾತು ;

ಮನೆಯಂಗಳದಿ ಬೆಳೆದ ಹೂ;

ಅರಮನೆಯ ನಂದಾ ದೀಪ;

ಕೂಪ್ದಾಗೆ ಕೂಗ ಬ್ಯಾಡಿ, ಕೆಂದಾವರೆ 

ಬಾಡ್ತೈತಿ;

ಸಿಟ್ತ್ನಾಗೆ  ಸಿಡುಕ್ಬ್ಯಾಡಿ,ಸಂಪಿಗಿ ಸೊರಗೊಗ್ತೈತಿ;

ಕೇಸರಿ ಸೋಕಿಲ್ಲ, ಬೇರೇನೂ ಕೊಂಕಿಲ್ಲ;

ತ್ಯಾಗ ಮಾಡ್ಯಾಳೆ, ತೂಕದ ಕೂಸು;

ತುಂಬಿದಾ ಕೊಡಡಾಕಿ , ತುಳುಖಾನ್ಗಿಲ್ಲ,

ಮನಸಾ ಕೊಟ್ಟವ್ಲೇ, ಮನಸಿರುವಷ್ಟು

ಕನಸ ಕಟ್ಟ್ಅವ್ಳೇ ಕೈಗೆಟುಗದಷ್ಟು ;

ಕೆಲ್ಸಾ ಕದಿತಾವ್ಲೆ , ಕಳೆಯೋ ಹಾಂಗಿಲ್ಲ ;

ಮನಿಯಾ   ಬೆಳಗ್ತಾವ್ಳೆ  , ಬೆಳದಿಂಗಳಷ್ಟು;

ಖರ್ಚು ಮಾಡ್ತಾವ್ಳೆ  - ಕೋಪ್ ಬ್ಯಾಡಿ;

ಹಾಲಿನ ಮನ್ಸವ್ಳು, ಹಳಸ್ಬ್ಯಾಡಿ 

ಮುತ್ತಿನ ಮಾತವ್ಳು, ಮುತ್ತನೊಡಿಬ್ಯಾಡಿ ;

ಪ್ರಾಣ ಮಾಡ್ಗ್ಆವಳೇ , ತವರೆಂಬ ತಾವರೆಮ್ಯಾಗೆ ;

ಗಾಳಿಯ ಸುದ್ದಿಗೆ, ಹಿತ್ತಾಳೆ ಕೊಡಬ್ಯಾಡಿ ;

- ಆವ್ಯಯಾ

A voluptuous Life!!!!

I got to to see these pics;

Amazed with its Bliss;

To write a few lines

Is 'My Heart', kind of ..Thrives;

attar of, luring little lilly ;

Butterfly!!.. sitting on her kinky style;

Bearing his beaming smile;

As she gets her throbs;

He senses her breather;

Wants to, stay quiet longer!

Through his crampy little straws;

Sipping on the nectar;

It's her attention,is all it draws!

His splashy little wings,

Are 'the Colorful' things;

Now and then he winks

And the Little Lilly smiles;

As it takes the yard, to a world of hearts;

To this reagent lilly, is his heavy heart clings;

At this heavy heart, does the light heart pounds??!!

He should...rather get Back to take care of things;

Engulfed with ecstasies,

Deems that he abides;

Senses that....they aren't their types..

As a million thoughts lump..he was 'Ready to Fly'...

This is how it goes..

As the empathy flows;

Hope the reader conceives;

And the dreamer..rather dreams!!!

- Avyayaa

//is all, the little lilly carves;