What is your favorite season of year? Why? I like all seasons Except the one now It’s hot in summers I hate the heat Yet when it’s over I remember the blue skies The light morning breeze and the happy birds In the monsoons I hate the rains It’s so wet and soggy Yet whenContinue reading “I hate the season that’s now”
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Alone is not an option
There is nowhereI can be meOther than ‘in me’There are voicesThat sayYou can’t be ‘You’Who else Can I be, I wonder When I am crafted to be Just ‘Me’Yes, It might be a good ideaTo be aloneBut I know that can’t beIt might be betterIf in youI only see me
Kaise pehchanoge
कैसे पहचानोगे जो ख़ुद ने छिपा रखा है वो चेहरा अलग है जो नज़रों ने बना रखा है कई बार कोशिश की नक़ाब उतार फेंक देने की नक़ाब नज़रों ने अलग सा पहना रखा है जिस दिन अपना कवच निकाल, नंगे बदन में, दुनिया से मिलूँगा ख़ुद को दुनिया में दुनिया को खुदको में पाऊँगाContinue reading “Kaise pehchanoge”
Unsure. Empty #musette
UnsureBecause i needSome moreWorriedWhat’s kept for mein storeSomedayI will be fullEmpty
Smile – It works (Elfchen poetry)
What are your favorite emojis? Smile It works Curving the lips Conveying the calm inside Peace #elfchen
The true reflection
My dreams don’t let me sleep
जिस रात में नींद ना होवहाँ सपने कहाँ जो सपने देखे खुली आँखों से वहाँ नींद कहाँ Tossing and turningThrough a sleepless nightwhere is the sleep there where dreams are seenwith open eyes where is the sleep there
Life – All about change
The drag in the momentthe creepof the clockwhy is all so still Is not the lifeAll about moving?The rush of the desiresThe whirlwindOf temptationsWhy is all so blurredIs not the life All about vision?Am I furtherOr getting closerAway from being bornOr closer to deathWhy is all so deadIs not the life All about living?A breathContinue reading “Life – All about change”
Our song, for me and you
It’s loudYet I hear it onlyI can switch off the musicYet the sound rings continuously It’s not on the device It’s doesn’t flow through the headphones It resides in the deepDeeper than the mind and the bonesWhere I need no ears To hearNeed no podsTo connectit echoesReverberatesTrapped In the sacred hollow in meYou can hearContinue reading “Our song, for me and you”
There is No Bulb
We gathered in the balcony. Sipping whiskey and watching the dark night. Silently reflecting and occasionally making conversation. Nothing in particular and none too serious. Music filled the pauses in the conversation. Each one having their own conversation in their minds and a customary one with the others. The night was nearing early morning. TheContinue reading “There is No Bulb”
My Tales Within 