Category Archives: Poem

All that it means to me

They are back Filling the empty house voices invading the silence Flurry of activities Edging on the chaotic And yet the cacophony has a calmness Like a breezy music On a sunny day Alongside a gushing stream I just watch And I sit and wonder If it makes sense Yet it holds All that meansContinue reading “All that it means to me”

I am fascinated by the sky

I am fascinated by the sky It play out a show Every evening without a fail With the sun as an accomplice And the clouds too Both white and dark In equal measure Creating random patterns Like a kaleidoscope and tiles of colourful glasses Random in form to hide the artist Casual and coincidental toContinue reading “I am fascinated by the sky”

I turned. And she wasn’t there

I turnedAnd she wasn’t thereSleep brokeDream interrupted I turnedAnd she wasn’t there I walked too quick Kicking up the dustI turnedAnd she wasn’t thereWind blewTapping my shoulderI turnedBut she wasn’t there I waited For the next dayThe world turnedYet she wasn’t thereClosing my eyesI saw herIn me forever She was always there

In the clouds, there is no boundary

Far above the cloudsThere lies no boundaryDown where the shadow travelsThe bind remains same, but the rule changesFlying as a speck in the skyThere is just the wind and sunshineDown where lies the fissuresMeaning remains same, but the sound changesFlying far above the din Blue sphere floats sereneDown below in the flat landSunshine remains, butContinue reading “In the clouds, there is no boundary”

The warmth of the Embrace

The warmth You feel in our embraceis not of the bloodcoursing through my veinsbut of the beating heartFilled with loveThe embracegoes deeper than the skinThrough the welling eyesAnd the fragrant breathTo the echo of the heartAnd to the bliss thereIn that coreYou will find me waitingFor there, is where we first metand there, is whereweContinue reading “The warmth of the Embrace”

Still like a stone

Felt weary and filled with lethargy. Just didn’t want to move a limb. The stillness and heaviness I felt, I shared in common with the unmoving stone. The stone that is essentially full of inertia, lies unmoving, anchored. It’s entire being is filled with inertia and heaviness. It’s own weight keeps it rooted. It onlyContinue reading “Still like a stone”