I looked upthe statsAnd there I saw the dipFrom the previous weekI wonderedwhat happenedhow could I fall downfrom my previous peakmaybe I said something something out of tasteor a line or twowritten in hasteso I read through all my scribbles pleasantly surprised that it wasn’t all that wasteI liked what I wrotea factI was happyContinue reading “For the love of write”
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The last month
It’s the last monthand thenthis year would be a pastTwelve monthclubbedAnd called an yearat lastIt sure passedQuicklyOne year in a blinkIt was a full long yearIf you look back,Pause and thinkFilled with memoriesBitter and sweetFew things done, some left undoneSeemed a long timeMany things were plannedFew things of work, fewer things funBut now it’s overWellContinue reading “The last month”
I joined the road
चला है ये रास्ता तेरी तरफ़ हो लिया हूँ मैं भी साथ Trees alongside waveThe road rushes towards youI too joined the road
Sleeping in silent whispers
Sleeping in silent whispersheaving breathWith happy dreamsand then she slowly opens her eyesas the rising suncreeps up the smiling lipsand thenLove flows inand fills my world
Ladder on the plane
Ladders are fixed on the aeroplane There is a queue to board Everyone rushes beyond me I stay rooted in the moment I don’t want to go
Twinkle twinkle little star
There are stars of two kinds Shining in the night skyOne of them Bigfusing the atomsFiery and brightThe other oneTwinkling little starReflecting in my glittery eyesspeckled across the skySmall and niceI kind of believein the twinkling oneI just dodon’t ask me whyMaybe because it isLike a diamondIn the sky
Hammock hanging on stars
How much Would I pay to go there to the moonIf I could Spend a dayOr possibly a cold nightNaah I wouldn’t goOn that desolate rockI like it better hereshiningwith white cold lightthere I would fretwrapped in a suitall grumpyhopping around in gravity one sixthwith schedule all tighttheremaybe I would sit and watchmy earth riseContinue reading “Hammock hanging on stars”
Dangling on a wire
HeadphonesConnected through the slender wirePlaying the strokesof slender fingerson piano tilesblack and white Played long in the pastthe eyes close shutAnd the aeroplane meltsThe clouds rush inAnd all that is leftIs the dangling wireWith pouring music
In the flying sky above
Yes, the land was visible, clear From the flying blue sky, And the floating white clouds, everything, as clear as thatA little familiar, a little strange, what name did we keep?by what name did we call? Yes I faintly remember, it was something like thatIt eluded mejust when I remembered When we would be closerMaybeContinue reading “In the flying sky above”
Fueling the sun
Like an emberPrior to the fireIt risesFrom the ashesStanding on the beachSand on my feet and some in my hairI blow at the cloudsAs hard as I can As much as I canAnd then the embers glow brighterPiercing through the dark veilSpreading from orange to blueEmerging over the horizonThe first rayOf the new dawnIlluminating theContinue reading “Fueling the sun”
My Tales Within 