पुराने गाने सुनते रस्ता चला पेड़, खेत, नादिया पीछे छोड़ चला साथ चली बस हवा कुछ गुनगुनाती अच्छे सफ़र की देती दुआ और चला वो चाँद हर कदम मेरे साथ बादलों से गुज़रता, कुछ मुस्कुराता जानता है वो, शायद मेरे मन की बात
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Hammock hanging on stars
How much Would I pay to go there to the moonIf I could Spend a dayOr possibly a cold nightNaah I wouldn’t goOn that desolate rockI like it better hereshiningwith white cold lightthere I would fretwrapped in a suitall grumpyhopping around in gravity one sixthwith schedule all tighttheremaybe I would sit and watchmy earth riseContinue reading “Hammock hanging on stars”
Moon floats
Street Food
Eating on the streetEven the full moon came downCheap, yet so tasty
The moon I could touch
If there was a moonI could touchWould I feel the rockOr the shining affectionAs a touch downOn the desolate surface Would I seek the rocksOr the serene connectionOn the side which is darkPerpetually in the nightWould I flash the first lightAnd see my own reflectionA part of me stays thereBreathing, where there is no airFeelingContinue reading “The moon I could touch”
The divine Alignment
Heavenly bodiesfloating in deep blackglowing brightin reflected gloryAligned apparentlyin a single linea divine spectacleor a human perspectivemyopic and restricted trapped on a floating rockmaking imaginary shapesand spectacular storiesnot trueyet more than true grouted by lawin the confines of the rational and flights of faithseeking truth beyond the rational coming togetherin a divine alignment
My Tales Within 