Footsteps Firmly imprinted On the sand Walk along the sea trying to dodge and avoid the waves of time Till as long at least forever Unannounced It comes The roaring wave Wets the pristine feet Leaving a speck of sand and the frothing foam Also washing away Without trace the treasured Footsteps
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Dangling on a wire
HeadphonesConnected through the slender wirePlaying the strokesof slender fingerson piano tilesblack and white Played long in the pastthe eyes close shutAnd the aeroplane meltsThe clouds rush inAnd all that is leftIs the dangling wireWith pouring music
In the flying sky above
Yes, the land was visible, clear From the flying blue sky, And the floating white clouds, everything, as clear as thatA little familiar, a little strange, what name did we keep?by what name did we call? Yes I faintly remember, it was something like thatIt eluded mejust when I remembered When we would be closerMaybeContinue reading “In the flying sky above”
Dus-Hara
The arrow pierces Slaying ten heads Only one remains Everywhere Forever Happy Dus-hara
Empty and Bare
It ate from my hand Till it was empty and bare It waited in vain
They will be me soon
They lie on the panMelting flavours in the brothStill fresh and sizzlingblending tastes, create a dishOnce eaten, they will be me
Moon floats
Two worlds mirror
Did you wonder, which one is the reflection? Think…😊
The God’s Whisper
Who sets the palateWho mixes the coloursWho holds the divine brushTo paint this wonderful pictureIn the splashOf colours Lies the speckOf creationIf the pixel is so divine How great would bethe complete pictureThe colouris in the eyesAnd the mind divineOnly those willing to stop and witnessCan hear The God’s whisper
The red petal
Lonesome Red petala piece of the treeis now fallen And freeBathed in theDew drops, pure as glassServed and protectedby loyal blades of grassIt retains its colourVivid and trueUnaware it’s fallenAnd would never be newIn decayIt glowsWhat it isIt showsIts fallenYet it remainsWith its colourthe mind it stainsSoon The petalwould cease to beDissolved in lifeno longerContinue reading “The red petal”
My Tales Within 