blogging – Page 11 – My Tales Within

Window to the world

Eyes that don’t see #musette

The eyeSees it all clearYet notPupilDilating fullTo seeOnlythe coveringVain Veil https://dversepoets.com When I see this painting by Alma Thomas, The eclipse, I see the eyes that’s veiled with layers of falsehood. It only sees the vain world. Wrote a Musette. Maybe it would resonate with you

The three of us

There is always The three of us You, me and us It’s the us That I love the most

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”

Spirit of the River

अपनी ही धुन में थिरकते पांव मदमस्तबेख़ौफ़ बेफ़िक्रदरिया की मौजकिनारों के अंकुश से कभी की वफ़ादारीतो कभी बनी बाग़ी दरिया की मौजचले समंदर की ओरअपनी सुदबुध छोड़ करअपनी पहचान भूल कर दरिया की मौजहिम की औलाद समंदर में समायीरह गयी तो बस दरिया की मौज

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”