Ever seen lightsin the nightLittle windowsCurtained or otherwise Spilling lights,Telling talesInocent traitorsof secrets inside Telling allYet holding backHeld back byVaguest of ties Each one lostIn multitudes of lightsHiding, yet being a beaconOf another life Another lifeFull of sorrows and liesCelebrating a happy momentOr a momentous high Each one trappedWith losses and gainor with a dreadofContinue reading “Silent windows”
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Silent Din
In the dinof silenceI heardThe silent shriek In the hollowsof the heartIt echoedloud The eyeswell upWith ripples of tearsglazed Tricklingover the brimFlowing freelyAt last Flowing unrestrainedOver the stony cheeks till the creasesof the hesitant smile There it pausedBetween the sad EndAnd a happy Beginning
Krishna
The music of the fluteAnd the breath of the soundis himThe smile on the lipsAnd the happiness withinis himThe moment in the flow of timeThe past, present and futureis himThe twinkle in the eyeThe beauty in the eyesis himThe glitter of the seenThe presence of the unseenIs himThe warmth in the hugThe unbridled loveis himTheContinue reading “Krishna”
My music
Music playingin my ear Earphonesfiltering the noise I am with meAlone Dancing unabashedlyin my mind Yet sitting placidfor the outside This imbecile footTapping to the unheard rhythm And thatimprudent smile Giving awayMy secrets My musicWithin
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
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
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”
Stillness of the deep
In the lakeLaying placidLies buriedmeanings deep Calm on the surfaceLike a pretending mirrorReflecting the fakeHiding the truth beneath the inquisitive fingerScratches the surfaceIn a poke of inquiryPierces the flimsy sheath Ripples give awaythe illusionDistorting the unrealRevealing the truth we seek It’s not the blue skyOr the ochre of the woodsIt’s the flow of the waterAndContinue reading “Stillness of the deep”
Nothing but you
Leave everythingthat is not youLeave no traces of youNot even few Scrape the edgesDown to the coreTill you are leftWith nothing more Shed the pretenceShed the prideRemove the nameleave the identity aside As we reachthe last crumbWe gnaw awaythe senses numb there in the stillnesswhen nothing is youWhat is leftIs nothing but you
My Tales Within 