गीले घास पर पड़े जब नंगे पैर लगा जैसे धरती से जुड़ गया हूँ ओस की ठंडक जैसे मुझमें घुलने लगी भीनी भीनी सी सुबह की धूप भी आसमानों से जैसे उसी वक़्त आ पहुँची उसकी गर्माहट कुछ नया एहसास लेके आयी है खून के सात घुल कर दिलों की धड़कन और साँसों में समायीContinue reading “The wet grass and the feet of sun”
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Little Hands
Little handsCaressed Gently ruffled the worried hairAnd In that cozy momentCreptthe carefree sleepLike a shroud on a tired soulAnd thenwhen I opened my sleepy eyesShe was goneGrown And thenI couldn’t sleep
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”
Red Blue and Yellow
Red blue and yellowon the black tar of lifestreaks flow of white blur
Open Courtyard
In open courtyard There is window in the skyheaven lies both side #haiku What shows your window?
Move on. It’s a new dawn
World doesn’t stop It moves onSun rises, stars fadeIt’s always a new dawnSometimes bizarre Sometimes orderly There is rhythmThere is a songLike a riverIt just flowsNever staticIt moves on
Sun burns for me
Do you feel the warmth too?
Bats are early
Ominous sign showDark night is yet to descend Bats leave cave early
Coffee. Black. Simple.
Coffee at leisureAbsorbs all that it touchesBlack, simple and deep
My Tales Within 