Author Archives: Echoes of the soul

There is home in the walls

The walls meetat the cornerEnclosing the spaceThere is a Room in the walls Windows openLetting in the sunlightAnd some fresh airThere a living space in the room Door hears a knockThere they comefilled the space with loveThere is a home in the space Laughter reverberatesTears wiped on the shoulderTogether we liveCreating zillion memories in myContinue reading “There is home in the walls”

Ek khoobsurat si yaad

चलोरह जाते हैंइस लम्हे में कहींए ज़िंदगीतू गुज़र जा चलोरह जाते हैंइस मुस्कुराहट में कहींए उदासीतू गुज़र जा चलोबन जाते हैंएक ख़ूबसूरत सी यादए समयतू गुज़र जा बड़ी जल्दी हैए ज़िंदगी तुझेतेरे बेसब्र पैरों तलेकुचले गएफ़ुरसत भरे लम्हेकई ढूँढोगे जब वो ख़ुशीओर वो महकाती हँसीछोड़ा था जहांपाओगे वहीं उस आख़री मोड़ पेउस ढलती शाम कोरुकContinue reading “Ek khoobsurat si yaad”

On a Forever Journey

A momentA lifetimeAlways togetherOne step at a time Sharing a laughShedding a tearAlways in blissOne step at a time Celebrations of successTrepidation of failuresHolding hands alwaysOne step at time The warm hugHeartbeats ResonateAlways in embraceOne step at a time A breathA fragranceThe endless infinite kissOne step at a time FriendsSmitten in loveOn a forever journeyContinue reading “On a Forever Journey”

Pure White or Yellow

So pure and whitecould have been yellowMay be used on the foreheadBut most of the time, for the below Made of the same stuffLike the books on the shelfOne brimming with wisdomOther stained with remains of rectum Each having a purposeAnd a rung on the ladder of priorityEach one satisfies a needfor leisure, or aContinue reading “Pure White or Yellow”

Hidden by the Mist

Into the woodsThey walkPath hiddenby the mist Alongsidestep by steptogetherHeld by the Wrist Unruly stonesFeet do stumbleHurt and acheAnkles do twist The tender touchRub on the skinLove healswarm shoulders assist Every worryEvery sorrowForgottenWhen they kissed Don’t need a destinationWhen we are togetherIn the woodsHidden by the mist #Whatdoyousee #WDYS

Ek Aur Baar

एक शहर पुरानायादों से भरा हुआयादों की डोर खींच लायी हैएक बार और हर लम्हा याद आया हैवो मोड़, वो हँसीफिर वही रास्तेएक बार और कहीं निशान मिट गएकहीं अब भी सजावट हैकिसी ने पुकारा हैएक बार और एक खुश लम्हायहीं रह गया थामिल कर हँसे हैंएक बार और ईंटों की ढेरइमारत बनेगीफिर घर बसेगाएकContinue reading “Ek Aur Baar”

Ritual in the dark morning #99wordstory

My hand lifts instinctively to strike. The precision comes from years of practice. Every morning at 5 am, it is a ritual that forms an integral part of my daily routine.The strike is done with closed eyes only guided by the sound of the target. The fearful target whines in an almost melancholic shriek. WithContinue reading “Ritual in the dark morning #99wordstory”