Echoes of the soul – Page 31 – My Tales Within

Orange slit

I stayed with yesterday

I said goodbye to yesterdayIt stayed backin the past with it stayed backmy clinging,grieving part it was goodtill it lastedthen at midnightit became, today I moved onever changingnow I am todaythen I was yesterday

A new eye, that can see a song

I need a new eyean inverted one Perhapsto see what I see notI need a new eyean unveiled one perhaps to seeBeyond the taught I need the eyeThat sees everything I need an eyeThat needs no thoughtThen I will close my eyesAnd I see it clearWith none of the coloursAnd without a fearThen I willContinue reading “A new eye, that can see a song”

I look away

Dew lingers a bit longer

Repair pitch marks

Roshni ka Dayara “Boundaries of Light”

मेरी हस्ती का है रोशनी का दायरा रोशनी से लिपटा अंदर, साये से भरा रोका है मैंने रोशनी को नादान, उसके सामने खड़ातिनका उस रोशनी में रोक कर समझूँ अपने को बड़ाना हूँ मैं तो हो सिर्फ़ रोशनी पहचान जाऊँ जब अपनी असल कहानी नयी सुबह की भोर में दायरा सिकुड़ जाएगा बस रोशनी होगीसायाContinue reading “Roshni ka Dayara “Boundaries of Light””

Shining dew drop of bliss

For all that I getA bit more I desireWill there ever be enoughThan what I require?I must now starveFor I have eaten enoughTill the crave is lostAnd there is none to corruptI have filled the pot it now brims overMust scoop every bit out Till there ain’t no leftoverBetter still to breakthe clay pot intoContinue reading “Shining dew drop of bliss”

Wahan Kaphila Milega

कई अल्फ़ाज़ यूँही रह गये खुले आसमान में कहीं बह गए। वहाँ बादलों से बारिश के साथ बरसेंगे उन बूँदों में कहीं शायद अपना क़ाफ़िला मिलेगा

Dance of the colours