
The room
Full of walls
A world
By itself
Where the Inanimate
and the animate
Coexist and converse
Living symbiotically
Each at their place static
They can’t move
But I can
Yet can’t
Door remains closed
Like another wall
In the room
Full of walls

The room
Full of walls
A world
By itself
Where the Inanimate
and the animate
Coexist and converse
Living symbiotically
Each at their place static
They can’t move
But I can
Yet can’t
Door remains closed
Like another wall
In the room
Full of walls
शायद मुमकिन नहीं
फिर भी कोशिश कर लेता है
ये दिल, समझता ही नहीं है
मर्ज़ ऐसा है
की दूरी है
दिलों की करीबी कुछ कम तो नहीं
दूर हो
फिर भी तुम्हारा साथ है
ये भी कुछ कम तो नहीं है

In the closed book
Lies a story
Of past memories
mixed with fantasy
Eyes read the written
Words conjure the picture
Mind weaves the stories
Some regular, some crazy
In that lies that white house
with that fence, bright green
Those flowers in the garden
Rose, lily, daffodils and daisy
Those thoughts and feelings
Anger, envy and love
Those relations and conversations
Some silent, some noisy
That gentle touch
And that savage grope
The cold and the warmth
Sometimes harsh, sometimes cozy
The two minds meet
The writer and the reader
On the pages, in the closed book
And there somewhere lies the Story

ये ज़िंदगी क्या है
पलों का गुलदस्ता
हसीन पल तुम्हारे साथ गुज़रे
लो ज़िंदगी हो गयी
I shout
Profound
A silent shriek
Sound falls
Through the clouds
Further deep
travels forever
No one to hear
Nowhere to echo
Into the abyss
Nothing to hold
None to let go
I hear my shout
Loud in the mind
Silent outside

We are just travellers
On the ruts in our minds

A year
Comes to an end
Another auspicious round
Culminates into a new
Around the fiery nourisher
Riding safely
On the gracious lap
Of the Maternal blue
Among the many stars
In the vast space unconfined
A speck
in the grand cosmos
Yet carrying
a whole world Within
Of hope and fear
Of gain and loss
Gloating on a triumph
Fretting on a setback
Worrying for an expectation
to happily live ever after
Celebrating a finite moment
On a strip of time
Unending and infinite
Stretching before and after
For now
in this moment
we embark
on a journey new
Of hope
and cheer
It’s another year
And it’s Brand new
Happy 2022 🍾
Strings strum the music
Rhythmic beats resonate
Music need no words

Rubber on the tar
Growling iron box surges
Trees streak in green blur

Who fills the glass
Who sips the elixir
In the state of bliss
It doesn’t matter
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