Can Bee Fly, Up On The Sky, Lenthen The Wings, Dilate and sing Singing, Dancing, Clapping, Swaying, A Flight with Plume, My Plume, Plume of Spell bee, Magic Bee, Of Course my Bee can Fly, My Bee, Garden Bee, Hive Bee Honey Bee, Waxy Bee, Buzzing Bee, Having a posture on the swing Swaying on the Swing, Laughing on the swing, Buzzing on the Swing, Sipping Nectar on the Swing, Swaying on the swing, Swing back, Swing forth, Swing Forth and Forth Forth up to the Sky, A Blow of spell Bee A Thrush of Spell Bee, Propels My Bee High Up to the Sky. Indeed, My Bee Can Fly!
My online membership from BSAC endorsed my research background and enlighten my digital modelling and creativity web of open science community Amsterdam (OSCA) for research projects and grants. My Ph.D. degree certificate and a trophy become a pride indeed at the auditorium of my school of life sciences, Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi in the year 2007. I had been the prestigious accredited reviewer of the year 2012 in Journal of Drug Metabolism and Toxicology. Appreciation certificate for Life Membership from South Asian Management Association and Editorial Board Membership certificate from Edwin Incorporation, has become a passion for my research approach. I would be gratified for the recommendation in the field of Life Sciences for the passionate research and teaching to help social welfare. I am sponsor of spell bee from St Joseph Group of Institution and I affectionately review the novels and story books.
The Rose of Parting In gentle hands, a rose lies still,Its crimson tears, the earth to fill.Through silent air, its fragrance spreads,A tribute to the love that treads.Beneath the sky, so vast and gray,This rose speaks words we cannot say.A symbol of a bond that’s pure,A memory forever sure.In every petal, grace is found,Though thorns…
Eclipse Shadow cloaks the day,Veiled in silent grey.Moon and sun align,In a dance divine.Light retreats in grace,Darkness takes its place.Briefly, time stands still,Nature bends its will.Stars in daylight gleam,A fleeting, waking dream.Earth and sky converse,In a universe terse.Sunlight reappears,Chasing away fears.Eclipse, a brief sigh,In the endless sky. Meaning This poem captures the transient beauty of…
Blossoms in the Breeze Gentle winds,Flowers bend,Petals dance,Nature’s trance.Colors bright,Through the light,Softly sway,End of day. Meaning “Blossoms in the Breeze” paints a serene picture of flowers responding to the gentle touch of the wind at day’s end. The poem captures the harmonious dance between nature and the elements, symbolizing peace and the beauty of subtle…
These poems offer snapshots of autumn rain, where simple moments like a walk, a market, or a sunset come alive under a yellow umbrella’s quiet presence. Each scene embraces the season’s calm and color, inviting reflection in everyday rain-filled experiences.
Cherry-red in morning sun,Sugared lips, season begun.Tiny orbs on tender boughs,Gentle picks, my basket bows.Juice that stains the eager hands,Ripened jewels from summer’s lands.Under leaves, a hidden hue,Rustic charms and flavors true.Not a secret kept beneath,Just sweet bounty to bequeath.Each bite a burst of sunny ray,In the lap of August day.Come taste this simple, merry…
Through vivid imagery and concise lines, these Autumn Love Poems highlight the love and beauty that autumn brings, capturing moments of quiet joy in nature’s transformation. They remind us of the gentle ways the season touches our lives.
