Spinning like a topConstantly in motionedges moving fasterSlowly moves the core If I would stopI would fallFearful of not spinningAfraid, of being ‘me’ no more On pointed endI hang in balanceForever in pursuitdrilling through the floor Force of the chordwould eventually expireinevitable would happenSpinning top would spin no more With the last wobbleThe top fallsItContinue reading “Closer to Core”
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
The red petal
Lonesome Red petala piece of the treeis now fallen And freeBathed in theDew drops, pure as glassServed and protectedby loyal blades of grassIt retains its colourVivid and trueUnaware it’s fallenAnd would never be newIn decayIt glowsWhat it isIt showsIts fallenYet it remainsWith its colourthe mind it stainsSoon The petalwould cease to beDissolved in lifeno longerContinue reading “The red petal”
People fade, Music remains
Sitting in a cafeMusic baring loudCan’t hear a thingAlone, in the crowd Cocooned in the songPeople speak with no voiceJust the lips movingAnd a silent noise There is no one to seeBlinding Lights cloud the eyeIn those flickering lightsshadows hide, whoever am I In the public, I findMy own private spaceI have nothing to explainThereContinue reading “People fade, Music remains”
The minar that stood tall
It was a trip to recreate a photograph, which was taken a decade and a half ago. A picture taken when the four of us were first visiting the tallest stone structure (238 ft tall). I am told it is about couple of feet shorter than Taj Mahal, but I wonder if it makes itContinue reading “The minar that stood tall”
Riding on branches
Old tree stands witness Memories ride on branches Next story unfolds #Whatdoyousee Response to Picture prompt on What Do You See # 203 September 11, 2023 Riding on branches the cycle continues
Sun burns for me
Do you feel the warmth too? Sun burns for me it still burns to keep me warm
Woof
If your pet could talk, what would be the first thing it says? Yes he can talk my dog says ‘woof’ and I understand because it needs no language to understand the words are not in the sound but in the eyes
Rains, aren’t they tears?
बारिश की बूँदें यूँ ही नहीं गिरा करती बोझ जब हद्द से गुज़र जाए तो रो दिया करतें हैं बादलचेहरे के रंग से दिखता हैउसका सबब रंग हल्का जो उदास हो जाए तो रो दिया करतें हैं बादलबारिश में नाचते बच्चों की ख़ुशी देखते ही बनती है ये मंज़र देख केहंस दिया करतें हैं बादलContinue reading “Rains, aren’t they tears?”
The airport I like and dislike
What’s the best and worst airport you’ve been to? The best one – The one where I boarded my flight for my holidays The worst one – The one where I landed back from my holidays
Who all to wish on Teachers’ Day
If someone threatens me, saying ”He will teach me a lesson” Does he qualify to be wished on the ‘Teachers’ Day’? 😄😄 Every year on 5 Sep, we in India celebrate Teachers’ Day to honour the teachers who shape our minds, values and lives. It is celebrated on the birth anniversary of Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan,Continue reading “Who all to wish on Teachers’ Day”
