Category Archives: Poem

Hey time. Wait!! Let’s string moments together

Moments are fixed in time And I am fixed in this moment While many of my moments pass without me Hey time!! I am quitting the `now` I am going back. You can stay Or you can move on Something tell me You will wait for me I know, that you know me better YouContinue reading “Hey time. Wait!! Let’s string moments together”

चलो नई कहानी लिखें

अपनी स्याही अपने किरदार एक कहानी हो गयी एक से मोहबत और एक से नफरत क्या कहानी हो गयी नाम किरदार का याद रहा अपनी पहचान भूल गए कहानी, एक सच्चाई हो गयी किरदारों से वाह वाह ये अब कैसी उम्मीद है अजब बेबसी हो गयी नए रंग की दवात ली है नए रंगों सेContinue reading “चलो नई कहानी लिखें”

I am happy, I live life

The sun sets I look back What did I do today? I lived a life … I am happy!!! Is that what I do? I seek an answer But that’s not the question It is not what I do It is what I am!!! The dawn breaks Its a new day What will I doContinue reading “I am happy, I live life”

The taste of the moment

The skillet of cast iron Harness the heat ingredient blend in proportion spices sinking deep Each bit done for the craving mouth nothing goes waste expressed on the grateful tongue That we know as the taste Taste lies not in the fire That heats Nor in the skillet That suffers the heat Nor in theContinue reading “The taste of the moment”

Always young – my father, my friend

The man of details Full of imagination always thinking always young The best is not enough For the seeker of best always new Always young The myths imagined or created Story teller recreates the epics Always spectacular Always young Deligent and meticulous Order, is the purpose Always neat Always young Unwilling to share worries ButContinue reading “Always young – my father, my friend”

The moment arrives

Fleeting moments Riding the rush of the river Uncertain drops, Merging with the flow Turbulent yet confined Jagged rocky banks say “you can’t” Masquerading norms, warm the cocoon, benovalence is just a show The froth explains the churn between the Will and the Fear the Will loses, alas Restrained passion, stays in tow It ain’tContinue reading “The moment arrives”

Amma (mother)

For her, life is people, In her priorities She comes last Her heart does the thinking, She feels for all, Her own feelings come last Her memories are us Her messages, sometime remind us to remember Her ownself?? she forgets fast She rolls the laddus and bakes the cake Each one’s likings comes first HerContinue reading “Amma (mother)”