Author Archives: Echoes of the soul

I turned. And she wasn’t there

I turnedAnd she wasn’t thereSleep brokeDream interrupted I turnedAnd she wasn’t there I walked too quick Kicking up the dustI turnedAnd she wasn’t thereWind blewTapping my shoulderI turnedBut she wasn’t there I waited For the next dayThe world turnedYet she wasn’t thereClosing my eyesI saw herIn me forever She was always there

Spirit of the River

अपनी ही धुन में थिरकते पांव मदमस्तबेख़ौफ़ बेफ़िक्रदरिया की मौजकिनारों के अंकुश से कभी की वफ़ादारीतो कभी बनी बाग़ी दरिया की मौजचले समंदर की ओरअपनी सुदबुध छोड़ करअपनी पहचान भूल कर दरिया की मौजहिम की औलाद समंदर में समायीरह गयी तो बस दरिया की मौज

In the clouds, there is no boundary

Far above the cloudsThere lies no boundaryDown where the shadow travelsThe bind remains same, but the rule changesFlying as a speck in the skyThere is just the wind and sunshineDown where lies the fissuresMeaning remains same, but the sound changesFlying far above the din Blue sphere floats sereneDown below in the flat landSunshine remains, butContinue reading “In the clouds, there is no boundary”

No goodbyes

दोस्तों के साथ छुट्टी का आया है मौक़ा भर के रखे खूबसूरत कपड़ेबस कोई नक़ाब नहीं रखा कुछ उसने किया कुछ हमने कर लिया सबसे बेहतर होने का ऐसा कोई ख़िताब नहीं रखा जितना सोचा उससे ज़्यादा खूबसूरत पाया जितनी सुंदर यादें बटोरी हैं वैसा तो कभी ख़्वाब में भी नहीं देखा कई नज़ारे देखेContinue reading “No goodbyes”

The warmth of the Embrace

The warmth You feel in our embraceis not of the bloodcoursing through my veinsbut of the beating heartFilled with loveThe embracegoes deeper than the skinThrough the welling eyesAnd the fragrant breathTo the echo of the heartAnd to the bliss thereIn that coreYou will find me waitingFor there, is where we first metand there, is whereweContinue reading “The warmth of the Embrace”

What’s it worth?

What good would be colours if you can see? Colours add so much value if you can see? But colours can only attract and grab attention. But cannot maintain it It can only add value and be value by itself. For it to be valuable, it needs the divinity of sight. Else a worthless illusion