Echoes of the soul

Six strings resonate

Six strings resonate Strummed by deft blessed fingers Makes music alive 🎼🎵🎶🎼🎵🎶 #haiku

पुराने गाने सुनते रस्ता चला पेड़, खेत, नादिया पीछे छोड़ चला साथ चली बस हवा कुछ गुनगुनाती अच्छे सफ़र की देती दुआ और चला वो चाँद हर कदम मेरे साथ बादलों से गुज़रता, कुछ मुस्कुराता जानता है वो, शायद मेरे मन की बात

My life keeps me alive

What do you complain about the most? My life 🤦🏻‍♂️ When I know that’s the only hing preventing me from dying. 😊

Eyes make mouth water

I experienced Sin

I experienced the sin Pure and septic gagged upto the brim Through the sieves of Desires In the hell of scorching fires It flowed through the veins Burning the neural path Furrowing deep ruts in the brain Botched patches of dried blood Making random patterns of the habitual flood For there was nothing to gainContinue reading “I experienced Sin”

An obscure corner in my garden

There is a cornera forgotten onein the obscure partof my garden it lies separated from the rest of the lawnby a scatter of shrubsgrowing uncheckedunseen, unrestricted There in that cornernothing is in ordermanicured or controlled There grows whatever wants to growwhereweed is not separated from grass where flowersand busheshave no separatepecking order where hedgeshave noContinue reading “An obscure corner in my garden”

In Shadows, lies the light

In Shadows Lies the light In restraint Lies the might

My name is Me

My first namegiven by my parentsechoedtheir aspirations but now it has meaningattached to who I amand not what it means I make the nameand not the namemakes Me

And then she had grown

And thenShe had grownHer tiny feetWent beyond the cradle Kicking away the warm rugI gently placed it backAnd thenShe had grownHer little hands Waved backShe entered the schools gateI waited a bit longerAnd then She had grownHer eloquent voiceRecited the poem niceShe bowed as they clapped I clapped the loudestAnd thenShe had grownHer twinkling eyesSearchedContinue reading “And then she had grown”

Kites in the Sky

रंग बिरंगी ढेर सारी पतंग कुछ कटी हुई और कुछ ऊँचाइयों को छूती हुई जो डोर से बंधी थी वो उड़ रही थी जो कट गई थी वो हवा के साथ बहती जा रही थी जब थक उड़ान थी पतंग पर हर की आस थी कट जाने पर अगले पतंग की तलाश थी कन्नी कसContinue reading “Kites in the Sky”

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