How do you use social media? It likeseverything I dosometimes not as muchas I would like it to do it shows mewhat I wantsomethings it hides too I feel I use itsometimes I am not surethat I do
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
A box full of memories
Earth ends it’s round tripAt the place where it startedIt marks the BirthdayAnother year is addedwith box full of memories Some happy some sadWhat one saw, did, felt and thoughtEach one shaped me wellthe memories I gatherIs all that I am made of I am me
She makes me live
Describe a positive thing a family member has done for you. She feelsshe knowsshe understandsshe forgivesshe accepts she lovesshe makes me liveshe is my life
Five happy morning things
your waking smilethat turns into sunshine your fragrancethat fills meas blossomsthe morning flower you voicethat echoes my loveas the birdscall their soulmates your touchvelvety and gentlelike the puremorning dew the snugglewarmlike the calming quilt around me these are fewof my happy things
Poles carrying the power
LightVoltageThe currentFull of powerBuzzing with the sparksPoles holding the live wiresenergy riding the wireStretching across to the next lifeLighting up many homes in its burnYet electricity remains untouched #etheree
Dhuan
है धुआँये जहांउड़ता हुआबहता हवाओं मेंफिर मिलता हैइन फ़िज़ाओं में कहाँउस आग से निकलाउस आग में दफ़नतू पहले था कहाँऔर कल होगा कहाँना तुझे खबरना कोई ग़ुमाये जहांहै बस धुआँ
Best is to Laugh
To laugh would be good!An exercise I wouldn’t mind you can also laughif you areso kind To laugh
In a Happy Place
There was a knota hurting oneDeepwithin the beating heart The constricting cageHolding the fearPiercingLike a painful dart The dread and the gloomPermeated the coreStretchingAnd tearing it apart At the bottom of abyssWhere light endedmotionlessIn the abysmal dark There I layAway from graceIn despairHope away from my grasp In that lonely coldI felt the gushof aContinue reading “In a Happy Place”
Not the man from Petushkie
What job would I do for free?I say Noneand never free Why do something at first place?and that too for free? I have a sane mindand not a muddle headfrom Petushkie if its a jobit can’t be funand to do it for freeis a wrong plea If it was to dreamI would do it forfreeContinue reading “Not the man from Petushkie”
Rain Drop – Connecting two worlds #etheree
RainPouringFrom aboveDropping on earthConnecting both worldsTravelling the distanceBack there from where it startedFinding what it always yearnedBut then loosing itself in its searchTo merge with soil and be the earthy smell #etheree An Etheree poem contains 10 lines. The first line has a single syllable, and each line “grows” by one syllable until the tenthContinue reading “Rain Drop – Connecting two worlds #etheree”
My Tales Within 