The house stood tallProud and elegantLike it’s been waiting The swing watchedQuite and staticLike it’s been waiting The porch extended its armpainted freshly redDressed elaborately to receive The demon face smilesVainly trying to scareGrossly unable to deceive The furniture sits calmlySure of us to sit with themYet a bit impatient The calendar marks the dateCrossingContinue reading “I am home”
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
I think….
I think music is a portal to another dimension. It has the ability to move you through and beyond the physical experience of sound. Sound, which exists in the trappings of the four-dimensional universe is only a means. The only requirement is to hear the music beyond the physical hearing. To feel it and thenContinue reading “I think….”
Imagination (Elfchen)
Imagination Flies unrestrained Wild and unbridled No shackles no boundaries Beyond
Place in my heart
There is a placein my heartWhere love hurts Lurks in the depthsSometimes hiddenSometimes it erupts Not in wordsNor in sightHas no end, and no start I am alone thereIt’s my spaceTucked deep in my heart
Rise
I have risen From the shadow of myself And I reach myself
The dream of Democracy
The dream of democracyUtopian it may be,but full of hope… it is. Many voicesthrough one,a dream it may bebut full of hope… it is Virtuous leader emergeReflecting the voicesChaotic fairness it may be,but full of hope… it is Power to the peopleThrough the will of peopleFor the wish of the peopleIdealistic it isbut full ofContinue reading “The dream of Democracy”
The din would stop
The din would stopThe clamour would ceaseIn the calm that followsYou will find me And when you doPromise me you shallBe true in what you doTrue in what you be For what you areIs because of meFor what you must beis what they see You will recogniseI haven’t changedIn the changing timesI have remained SteadfastContinue reading “The din would stop”
Responsibility with power
I am their belief must fulfil expectations my solemn duty
Khwabon ka zayaka
ज़ायक़ा शायदवैसा ही होगाजैसा चखा थाउन महकते ख़्वाबों में बदन की ख़ुशबूमन की महकजुड़ से गए हैंइन सिसकती साँसों में असल और ख़्वाबमें फ़रकथोड़ा धुंधला गया हैइन उलझे ख़यालों में भूल गया हूँक्या सच है क्या ख़्वाब हैमगन हूँ में बसउन साँचे एहसासों में एक निवाला प्यार काशिद्दत से चखा हैअसल का तो पता नहींशायदContinue reading “Khwabon ka zayaka”
Gliding on happiness
Wind staying freeIn the warm sunny sunRetaining the chill My heart followsWandering like windFree in Will I glideUntouched by groundThe road tries too Music playsMountain and trees danceThey hear them too My eyes reflect the blueI am shadedBy the blue skies I am on the wayAll have lined up alongThey wave goodbyes
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