A touch of magic ...

Wizards only don't perform magic, 

I've learnt it today. 

Her love is magic's perfection, 

I can say it every day.

Her love is in her touch, 

and in every word she says. 

In her glance, in my thoughts, 

her love is visible in many ways.

Her touch is what I treasure, 

her sight is what I miss. 

Her thoughts are what I am lost in, 

talks with her are a bliss.

A touch is all it takes, 

for her to keep me thinking. 

In alone times I hear her voice, 

of a diva's melodious singing.

Lost I am in a different world, 

in a world of thoughts and dreams, 

and there's no way back from here, 

honestly, to me it seems. 

A touch that will gift, 

joy beyond any description. 

A touch I cannot believe, 

is a fact greater than fiction. 

The words those were said, 

which are difficult to forget. 

The one who said those words, 

is the prettiest I've met.

Such pleasure wasn't found, 

in the heavens above. 

A touch of magic, 

a word of love.

© Rishabh Bidya

One day they will know ..

Behind the curtains of morals, 

and behind society's lies, 

there's an innocent lass I know, 

to be understood she tries. 

She was looked down on 

when she celebrated. 

She tried to live a life 

and she was berated. 

The world is too biased,

She couldn't know why. 

They clipped off her wings, 

when she was set to fly. 

No one paid a heed, 

she had her dreams too. 

Her acquaintances were many, 

but those who cared were few. 

When she passed by the streets, 

they whispered and they stared. 

But to stand by her shoulders, 

no one had ever dared.

One day some men must know, 

that every girl deserves respect. 

That by making laws of its own, 

society can never be correct. 

For years, we have been blind, 

one day the world must see, 

that any girl should have no fear, 

that every woman must live free. 

One day they will all know, 

that our women are our pride. 

Unharmed and untouched they must be, 

We will stand by their side.

© Rishabh Bidya