There they are,imaculate and purecocooned in innocenceuntouched by life We have moved onweaving our destiniesthrough fuzzy maze of timewith our own tussles and strife ‘Then’ has drifted away from the ‘Now’seperated by layers of timeeach twist n turn charting separate pathseach moment playing a dice That moment still floatsserene in my mindfar away to touchContinue reading “Cocooned in time”
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Spectacle of eye
Sun glows orange hueCloud take spectacular BlueMy eyes, they do
A Leap year
It’s a little longerThis yearThis lap around the Fiery sphere A day moreto revel in the wondersA day moreto see, feel and hear A day moreto pause and thinkA day more toSee things clear What’s meAnd what’s youA day more to stretchBeyond the near and dear time to embrace the difference of mine and youtoContinue reading “A Leap year”
माँ कि सालगिरह
सुबह बात हुईसालगिरह की बधाई दीखूब साथ हसेदूर होते हुए भीनजदीक होने का एहसास हुआआप का ही अंश हूंये एहसास हुआमेरे होने से पहलेमैं आपमे मौजूद थाये भी एहसास हुआजब में हंसता हूंमां के होंट भीमुस्कराते होंगेजब में दुखी होता हूंतो वो आंखें भीभीग जाती होंगीदूरियों का क्या हैएहसास से तोहम पास पास हैंतो आजContinue reading “माँ कि सालगिरह”
आज फिर से
आज क्यूँ ऐसा लगा तुमसे दोस्ती कर लें…. …. जान पहचान हुए अर्सा हो गया यह चेहरा कुछ अपना सा लगा… … आँखों में आंखें डाले अर्सा हो गया हाथ थामा है अब तो गर्माहट का अह्सास हुआ… … ठंड में नर्म धूप का लुफ्त लिए अर्सा हो गया आज जब बैठे तो सदियों केContinue reading “आज फिर से”
The taste of the moment
The skillet of cast iron Harness the heat ingredient blend in proportion spices sinking deep Each bit done for the craving mouth nothing goes waste expressed on the grateful tongue That we know as the taste Taste lies not in the fire That heats Nor in the skillet That suffers the heat Nor in theContinue reading “The taste of the moment”
Always young – my father, my friend
The man of details Full of imagination always thinking always young The best is not enough For the seeker of best always new Always young The myths imagined or created Story teller recreates the epics Always spectacular Always young Deligent and meticulous Order, is the purpose Always neat Always young Unwilling to share worries ButContinue reading “Always young – my father, my friend”
Roses are Red
Warm as a rose Beyond the seen, in Red Unseen is the glow
Inheritance
The rubber tried to hold on to the tar, but it was a losing battle. The speed was too high and time too less. Umesh was distracted by the message on the mobile as he executed the turn on the hilly serpentine road to Manali. Swathi slept peacefully as many events crowded into the lastContinue reading “Inheritance”
My Tales Within 