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Best is to Laugh

To laugh would be good!An exercise I wouldn’t mind you can also laughif you areso kind To laugh

Concrete city Spreads in greed Covering land and space With columns, slabs and beams Vicious and cold With no remorse Singular in purpose Yet eerily pristine Crawling and creeping Gobbling up In its path All that’s seen Turning grey In its march Every last breath of the dying green In its path stands tall TheContinue reading “Concrete gobbles Green”

Welcome clouds #tankatuesdays

hot weatherSwelters and sizzleshappy cloudmasks the sunFirst drop falls on happy faceEyes thank clouds with tears

Morning ritual

up in the morningmatching the sun quick stretchoff the bedgo for a run splashingthe imageof the morning sun on the cool wavesyet untouchedby warm rays of the sun is what I alway wishI must do as I hitthe snoozeand dream some more

What makes me Me

in the mirrorwho elsecan i see a thoughta feelall that is me my aspirations, my dreamswhat I alwayswanted to be my memories, my regretshow I wantedit to be in the path I traveled and on many pathI would never be the jumbleso uniquethat’s what makes meMe it’s mewho elsecan i be

My Day

If you could have something named after you, what would it be? There is a Sundaya Monday a Tuesday a Wednesday, Thursday and Friday toothere even is a SaturdayWhy can’t weadd one My Day

Rains

What is your favorite type of weather? it’s Rains when it poursfrom heavensto earth when under dancing feetthere is a happy splash when umbrellas spring to lifeof many colours when rivulets are fullwith naughty water when earthsmellsearthy when the wetnessis thereand here too

Tattoo on the heart

Needle pierces skinBlood dries black on broken heartThe mark remains there etched #haiku

the word that describes me

if there was a wordthat describedwho I am it would arisefrom the abyssthat I am the unheard shoutthat, what will echois the one, I am the grossand the shadowthe light, I am whispering windthe cool breezethe fragrance, I am in the worldI have become dirty otherwise, pure I am A word that meansa word thatContinue reading “the word that describes me”

The next shore of the Sun

I have left the shoreand the next oneI can’t yet seeIn the meagre boatWith my two oarsI battle the sea The shimmering moonThe bobbing wavesmake me numbThe salty windThe gentle rocking stillnessI fear, make me succumb Through the half closed eyeAnd the dreamy mindI see gold, transforming the crimsonVictorious sun risesAnd there comes the dawnThereContinue reading “The next shore of the Sun”