Echoes of the soul

This day went good

This day turned out to be goodWe flowed with timetill we were swimmingin these happy moments in the calmness of the carefree sleepin the embersof smoking hearth in the laughsof drunken stupor and the coolness of the legs dippedin the flowing riverof the happy timesyeahit was good

Blur

BlurSpeedingRushes pastDifferencesTill there is no oneYet there is everythingThe boundaries blur and mergeThere is no more the mine and yoursI ride on me and speed past myselfI go beyond me, and there I reach me #etheree

Free tickets

If I had two free ticketsI would travel on both one where I want to goone wherelife takes me I am sure the two of uswould meetat the same place and talkof the two pathsthat came together

Modern is a product of Change

What would you change about modern society? Modern is newIt’s the product of changeit rideson the arrow of timewhich moves only towards tomorrowwhat is modern nowis a sum of collective urge for changea common shiftof mindsetso would I want to change modern to ancient?Can I?

Boss

What do you listen to while you work? The BOSS

500 expressions of me. 25K points of View

Thanks to 13.9k people and the pure hearts they hide within who viewed 500 expressions me, of the tales that linger within me. I write to express. I am glad that you were part of my journey as the expressions echoed in your hearts, even for a briefest of time. And some times it lingered.Continue reading “500 expressions of me. 25K points of View”

Till I am Hungry no more

I amHungryravenously The food BeaconsLusciously Some dishesI chew and eatsome I just ogle some fill mewith fragranceI like some,some I despise some just fill me with feelingsomemake me remember there is so muchin abundanceI consumethrough the five pores I eat so muchyet I amneverfull I think I shouldeat it Alltill nothing is left or sometimeContinue reading “Till I am Hungry no more”

Life is my favourite Game

What’s your favorite game (card, board, video, etc.)? Why? LIFE!!! WHY?…that’s the eternal question

To cook is a dream

To cook a dishis a dreamJust any dishbut the sugarand the saltAlas I erroneouslymix I cookguided by the noseI disregard the recipe and the prescribed dose I don’t make a messbut dirty is what the kitchenhas becomeit’s not intentional but it seemsto bea naturaloutcome so now I ambanned frombeing near thehearthso the opportunities to cookareContinue reading “To cook is a dream”

And there lies the Music

The flute plays A melody Soothing and flowing I wonder Who owns the song And Where lies the music The dexterous fingers Playing on the vents Claim the song as theirs to play The wooden pipe boasts too of having the requisite length And the characteristic timber The mind proclaims Oh so vainly I amContinue reading “And there lies the Music”