Author Archives: Echoes of the soul

Fimple

I received a comment from a friend where she appreciated a poem and termed it ‘Fimple’ and beautiful. The error was unintentional and innocent, but it got me thinking, what this word would mean if it was a word. I wonder about the sound of it, the image of it and possibly the taste andContinue reading “Fimple”

Oh my Happiness, you can’t make me sad

You have goneEmptiness engulfs meGrief is heavyCrushing me beneathBut then I wonder Memories of you Are the best I ever hadOh my Happiness You can’t make me Sad The impermanence of lifeThe fragility of futureThe human delusion of successThe warm bonding of relationsYou made us pause and ponder Happiness is shroudedin a false sense ofContinue reading “Oh my Happiness, you can’t make me sad”

Clothes ready to wear people

हो रहे तैयारकपड़ेइंसान पहनने कोधूप मेंसुबहफिर से जीने कोहैं तैयार आज कौन होगाकैसा होगाहर के नाप का एक हैएक घर हैएक इंसान हैजिसकी ज़िंदगी को जीनेहैं तैयार उसकी महकउसकी गंधअपने में पिरोएकभी उसकेजाने के बादमहकने कोहैं तैयार कभी नयाकभी पुरानाउस मौक़े के लिएया किसी की यादहर लम्हेको लिएहैं तैयार आस्तीन मेंछिपाये आंसूख़ुशी केदुख केवो सारीContinue reading “Clothes ready to wear people”