बादलों के परे हूँ मैंशायदआसमान हूँ मैं ख़ुशियों की हवाओं मेंहै मेरी उड़ानफिर भी परेशान हूँ मैं अपने आप को ढूँढने निकला हूँअपने आप सेअनजान हूँ मैं फ़िज़ाओं में क़ैद हूँहाँ ख़ुदा नहीं हूँइंसान हूँ मैं
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
Thoughts pour on paper
Letters got typedSticking together to form wordsthey appear familiarthey mirror my thoughtsSometimes trulySometimes to please
Into the bright sun
In their shadowsShe stayedscreened and protected They meant wellAlways bearing the scorchShielding the sun But little did they knowShe never bloomedShe was missing the sunshine Today she stepped outInto the bright sunher upturned face turning pink FFFC # 179, hosted by Fandango
One Liners
What I saw in the sun is what sun saw reflecting in me In response to Linda’s One Liner Wednesday
Hanging on hope
In the dark he wentLeaving a scent behindAlone I waitOn the edgesof darknessThe deep lonely blackClosing in on meI stay aliveand sanehanging on to the hopeHanging precariouslyon the imagined footstepsOn his cloths that hangAnd a shrinking strip of light Photo Challenge #425
Masterpiece (Lantern Poem)
BlankCanvasStares backMirrors the mindBlank ThoughtAppearsIn the whiteextended handsPull ThereIs BornIn friendshipA masterpieceLove #Whatdoyousee #WDYS #lanternpoem
Like the Butterflies
Many colourson our wingsWe are likethe butterflies Flutteringin the breezeIn frolic and in painAlways looking nice The warm long hugsThe loud happy laughsPats on the headsAnd the soothing lullabies Talks on the swingsstretching into the nightsongs of nostalgiaand a pair of moist eyes Memories add a tingeto the colours on our wingsSome dark crimsonSome matchingContinue reading “Like the Butterflies”
Wherever
Wherever is a good destination In response to Linda’s One Liner Wednesday #1LinerWeds
Destination wherever (Manzil Kahan)
सुबह कीख़ामोश रास्तों पररोशनी की किरण हूँ में रात कीसोए हुए अंधेरों कीपहली सुबह हूँ मैं ख़्वाबों के अधूरे अल्फ़ाज़ों कीअनकही कहानी हूँ में सफ़र कीअनजान राहों काअकेला राही हूँ मैं मंज़िलों कीपहचान नहीं हैंशायद पहुँच गया हूँ मैं
The longest Day #tanka
Each minute countedwait seem to stretch foreverIt’s been the longestbreath seems to be laboured nowI wonder which will be last #TankaTuesday
