What positive emotion do you feel most often? I can feel sad Yet kind of feel happy about it I can be happy Yet feel guilty for the same I can feel mad at someone And yet feel relieved, that I didn’t I am feel lonely sometimes And at the same time feel calm SoContinue reading “I passed through them”
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The book ends…and I am yet not sleepy
Have you ever felt the mixed feeling when the book is over. You feel maybe it could linger with you a bit longer. But like everything else, it also must end. But you still wait for a few words more… Another day to live…a few more hour with the beloved. One more hug… A lastContinue reading “The book ends…and I am yet not sleepy”
For the love of write
I looked upthe statsAnd there I saw the dipFrom the previous weekI wonderedwhat happenedhow could I fall downfrom my previous peakmaybe I said … For the love of write I need to re visit this, like periodically 🙏🙏
Pat on shoulder from the past
What are your future travel plans? I have been trying to reach and grasp the future Shining and enticing Steps hurrying in anticipation Just when it’s within grasp Blinded by the glow Eyes gleaming with glee Just then when it was going to be ‘Now’ A pat on my shoulder Made me turn back andContinue reading “Pat on shoulder from the past”
Mango Tiramisu 🎉
Mango Tiramisu Is where it all endsThe happy eveningFilled with laughter Spurred by happy spiritsAnd the closeness of friendsThe nostalgia filledEach hearts with loveBinding them allLike a thread sewing throughTo accompany the chit chatAnd the intoxicating sipsThere were some Happy snacks tooYes, there was musicAnd yes some singing tooHard rock, Sufi And some lucky AliContinue reading “Mango Tiramisu 🎉”
No candles, no lamps
I did not light a candle Neither did I light a lamp I stood there with my eyes closed Willing to burn in your glow
I hate the season that’s now
What is your favorite season of year? Why? I like all seasons Except the one now It’s hot in summers I hate the heat Yet when it’s over I remember the blue skies The light morning breeze and the happy birds In the monsoons I hate the rains It’s so wet and soggy Yet whenContinue reading “I hate the season that’s now”
Alone is not an option
There is nowhereI can be meOther than ‘in me’There are voicesThat sayYou can’t be ‘You’Who else Can I be, I wonder When I am crafted to be Just ‘Me’Yes, It might be a good ideaTo be aloneBut I know that can’t beIt might be betterIf in youI only see me
The third one hit me
List three books that have had an impact on you. Why? The first one Missed me by a whisker The second one Wasn’t aimed very well The third book Hit me square in the face I never knew Books could make such impact When thrown With such velocity And passion 😄😄😄
It lies accumulated
Do you have any collections? My words, unsaid Accumulated, it lies They merge Randomly Into something wise Now i speak Pouring it all out Like a chant It’s mine My collection It’s all I want
My Tales Within 