She rides the horseA free spirited steedHooves galloping swiftWings flying wideSometimes on the groundon the lush green meadowSometimes in airOn the fluffy white cloudskicking up the grassAnd sometimes the cloudsBouncing manesAnd her flowing hairMatching their rhythmMatching the stridesThere is a songThat the wind singsShe hears the songShe sings that tooThere are no reinsThere is nowhereContinue reading “Riding free”
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My buried musical notes
I scribble my work notesKeeping my guitar asideMy song hangs in the airAs in my daily rut, I slide The pen writes deepImpressions go beyondIt takes its tollSmudges my happy song I need to pull backSit back and relax a littleThere is the sand that flowsThrough the hour glass so brittle I pick my guitarIContinue reading “My buried musical notes”
Living a dream
Hurtling at urgent speedI look out of the windowAmazed In my belted seatI am staticSuspended Bathed in reflected lightIn an illusion of speedLiving a dream
The earthy smell
Clouds sprout in plentyFlourishing in the fresh new glowFloating merrily aboveinvisible roots stretching out below They belong to the skyBorn out of the rainSun it’s fatherarisen from the earthly womb’s pain Yet to growThey are whiteSomeday they will be ladenWith all the burden that arise Turning darkIt obscures the sunCasting shadow on the earth belowFilledContinue reading “The earthy smell”
The quite place
It was a picnicJust Him and hera quiet placeDeafening silence prevailedFilled by the roar of waterHe seemed to say somethingThe bark was incessantThere was nothing to worryShe saidin a calming voiceher voice drownedin the falling waterThey were safeEncased by the logsIn their secret placeNo one would trouble themNot even her parentsNo one knewThe rising watersContinue reading “The quite place”
Make a note on the blue skies
Pen touches the paperEvery night as I sleepmemoirs of the dayEtched on paperForever as theInk dries I am the makerI am the madeWhy make it sadWhen happy it can beFoolish is the onewho cries Every moment reframedThe way I wantedAll sad ones made happyEvery defeat turned to victorySome truths aremade of lies For the scriptContinue reading “Make a note on the blue skies”
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
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