शायद मुमकिन नहींफिर भी कोशिश कर लेता हैये दिल, समझता ही नहीं है मर्ज़ ऐसा हैकी दूरी हैदिलों की करीबी कुछ कम तो नहीं दूर होफिर भी तुम्हारा साथ हैये भी कुछ कम तो नहीं है
Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
There somewhere lies the story
In the closed bookLies a storyOf past memoriesmixed with fantasy Eyes read the writtenWords conjure the pictureMind weaves the storiesSome regular, some crazy In that lies that white housewith that fence, bright greenThose flowers in the gardenRose, lily, daffodils and daisy Those thoughts and feelingsAnger, envy and loveThose relations and conversationsSome silent, some noisy ThatContinue reading “There somewhere lies the story”
Bouquet of Life
ये ज़िंदगी क्या है पलों का गुलदस्ता हसीन पल तुम्हारे साथ गुज़रे लो ज़िंदगी हो गयी
Silent shriek
I shoutProfoundA silent shriek Sound fallsThrough the cloudsFurther deep travels foreverNo one to hearNowhere to echo Into the abyssNothing to holdNone to let go I hear my shoutLoud in the mindSilent outside
Travellers
We are just travellersOn the ruts in our minds
The brand new year
A yearComes to an endAnother auspicious roundCulminates into a new Around the fiery nourisherRiding safelyOn the gracious lapOf the Maternal blue Among the many starsIn the vast space unconfinedA speckin the grand cosmos Yet carryinga whole world WithinOf hope and fearOf gain and loss Gloating on a triumphFretting on a setbackWorrying for an expectationto happilyContinue reading “The brand new year”
Music needs no words
Strings strum the music Rhythmic beats resonate Music need no words
Locomotive
Rubber on the tar Growling iron box surges Trees streak in green blur
It doesn’t matter
Who fills the glass Who sips the elixir In the state of bliss It doesn’t matter
Cherry tree waits
The pink blooms,it’s the right timeIt’s cold,Yet not as much Cold enoughto wear the coatsWarm enoughto venture out as such sun shines bright,Sky seems bluerOn my eyes,Sun glasses look trendy The flags and banners,All Pink as they flutterIn the slight breeze,Comfortably not windy Sips of rice beerred and whiteOn the lush green grassAfternoon is prettyContinue reading “Cherry tree waits”
My Tales Within 