Cobbler on the Street

Cobbler on the street Fixing the shoeI wore on my feetHe saysIt’s the soul that’s separatedFrom the worn out hideI asked If it can be mendedCan it be stitched backTo the way, it was beforeHe checked itInside outFeeling the textureGauging the damageIt’s been trampledUsed and abusedWorn in the mannerSo very irresponsibly Yet he said, heContinue reading “Cobbler on the Street”

The wrong turn

I took a wrong turn Ended up in a fairA beautiful gathering Some place I wasn’t awareWe wandered Aimlessly Yet finding destinations At every turnA lot to seeMany worthy to covetA happy rugAnd old sad urnThere were showsThere were dances tooSome traditional Some modernThe crowd was getting thickerThe heat was heavyPoured down by the angryContinue reading “The wrong turn”

I think I should get lost

मन कहता है  मैं हो जाऊँ घूम  … ना कुछ कहूँ  ना किसिको सुनाई दूँ  बस रहूँ  अंधेरे सा ना दिखाई दूँ  और बस घुल जाऊँ तारों की चमक मैं  रात कली की महक मैं  ठंडी हवाओं के झोंके में  … मन कहता है  मैं हो जाऊँ घूम