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Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
I am the seed
My job is doneI am now to wither To merge with the soilAnd feed the netherFrom my nectar Will rise the nextDrawn to me They did the restMy colour is lostthat was me indeedI am not gleaming in the sunI am in the depths, buried I am withering awayYet I am completeI am not theContinue reading “I am the seed”
Bad dream
Have you ever had a bad dream, that wakes you up sweaty, and then it lingers in a fuzzy way? And scared to even fall asleep. So you stay awake… Staring at the dark…. Bad dreamPlays out Tormentsbehind the closed eyesCold Sweat on the browand a pounding heartThat almost diedWoke up relievedIt was unrealmade upContinue reading “Bad dream”
The painter up there
My first sight
I saw your splendourIn my first sight before dawnAnd my world glowed too
In the rough
For the love of golf!!
A different sky
A hopeful ray (a musette)
In skyA hopeful rayShines highWhite brushPainting the cloudsGrey blushSame rayBrings back the hopeEach day Yes, I wrote a Musette
Carrying the sky
बंधा हुआ हूँ अनगिनत बेड़ियों में फिर भी आसमान उठा रखा है
My Tales Within 