Water is freeFrom the confinesof the unseen glassIt leaps outOff the rimInto the free windCaught by the gustIt dissipatesinto million dropletsLosing its identityNo longer liquidJust a free vapourExisting unseenSeparated dropletsFlowing in the airEvaporating into cloudsThere they gatherand make a planThey hurl downas a torrid rainThrough rivuletsthey travelGushing on preset pathIn the river they meetFinally unitedasContinue reading “At last free”
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The Sky turns crimsonMirroring hues of my mindThe eyes are red tooDark clouds are laden with tearsRaindrops will pour out tonight Thanks to Colleen’s weekly TankaTuesday challenge I feel the sky takes the colour of your mind. The weather is just an expression of your inner climate What do you think?
In between the moments
Who decides,the next momentDoes it wait for meOr do I seek? When do I exitthe pastand enter the presentI wonder? If I do movefrom the pastto the present,what do I traverse? From the pastto the destinationThat is nowWhere do I exist? Does that journeyin betweengo without noticingAs if in a sleep? That state betweenthe thenContinue reading “In between the moments”
Jana kahan hai
किस ओर जाना हैखुद जनता नहीं ।जिस तरफ़ कारवाँ चलाउस तरफ़ चल पड़ा हूँ मैं।
5 am
Just in timeWith the sunOr some timea bit before I riseFrom a blissful sleepOr sometimesa tumultuous one Meeting the dayFreshOr sometimesa bit groggy Off the bedWith purposeOr sometimesJust laying down A cup of coffeea moment staring at windowor sometimesHitting the snooze Its another dayWe just metI think we like each otherIt would be fun
Ek sham guzri khushi ke saath
एक शाम गुज़रीसाथ ख़ुशी केबहुत हंसेठहाके लगा के लायी एक तोहफ़ाएक मुस्कुराहटएक हँसीख़ुशी अपने आँचल में छिपा के कई बातें कहीकुछ उसकी सुनीकहा सिर्फ़ जो अच्छा लगेबाक़ी सब मन में छिपा के गरम हाथों से छुआदिलों की गहराइयों कोबैठे साथ साथ जोहाथों में उसका हाथ लेके एक नमी सी महसूस कीमुस्कुराहट के पीछेग़म की परछाईंContinue reading “Ek sham guzri khushi ke saath”
I met Bliss
In my mindCame a Worrying thoughtI said helloIt said hello tooIt stayed an uncomfortable minuteThen started to moveI let it goMy mind was emptyQuietly waitingFor the happy thoughtWhich was a bit lateI waitedIn silenceAndIn that silenceI met bliss
Beyond the river
The oar moves Rhythmically Propelling the boat Oarsman is the traveller He is the fuel Boat stays in the river The oar too Oarsman moves to the shore Beyond the boat Beyond the river
Possesion posses me (elfchen)
PossessionsMy belongingsCan’t let goThey posses me tooAttachment @wordcraftpoetry.com #elfchen
Nayi dosti
फिर अजनबी हैंमुलाक़ात कामौक़ा ढूँढेंगेजान पहचान काबहाना ढूँढेंगेवो सहमी नज़र,उस मुस्कराहट काइशारा ढूँढेंगेनयी दोस्ती हैमोहब्बत का नयाफ़साना ढूँढेंगे
My Tales Within 