The seaTranquil and at easeAware of the shimmering mirageOn its restless wavesFrom it’s warmthIt felt the sunWhy? it wonderedAnd asked the the warm one While you play among my wavesyou turn meInto a cloudAnswer me oh mighty Sun!Why may I askDo I drift as a cloud in the breezeCover the skyAnd mask your lightTurn darkContinue reading “You are the sea, I am the sun”
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Lighter than feather
No grudge, no regrets Lighter than feather it weighs Empty heart flies free
Hope and Cheer
Riding on the sleigh Singing loudlyOn the happy beatsof the trotting reindeersThere comes the Santabringing hope and cheerMay the gifts be empty of thingsAnd filled withHappiness and CheersWishing you allA merry Christmas And a happy new year
Yaadon ke Rishte
कुछ बातें जो हैं सिर्फ़ हमारीकुछ सचऔर कुछ जो अब सच बन गये हैं जब भी मिलेंगे फिर से दोहरायेंगेंसाथ हँसेंगेंऔर जब तनहा होंगे उन्हीं क़िस्सों को याद कर मुस्कुराएँगेइन क़िस्सों से जुड़े हैं इन्ही यादों का तो रिश्ता हैना खून का ना क़ानून का पर है बहुत पक्का और बहुत सच्चा
The last month
It’s the last monthand thenthis year would be a pastTwelve monthclubbedAnd called an yearat lastIt sure passedQuicklyOne year in a blinkIt was a full long yearIf you look back,Pause and thinkFilled with memoriesBitter and sweetFew things done, some left undoneSeemed a long timeMany things were plannedFew things of work, fewer things funBut now it’s overWellContinue reading “The last month”
Golgappa – Sphere full of taste
गोलगप्पे खाने का है चाव बड़ा पर जल्दी खाने में है फ़िक्र बहुत खड़ा हूँ क़तार में अपने मौक़े के इंतज़ार में पर इस बार तय कर लिया है खाऊँगा अगला निवाला पूरे इत्मीनान से
Can of Coke full of memories
Memories In each moment And some in between Mixed in my Can of cola I will let the last sip remain to be savoured Forever
Smells like good times
Fragrance wafts in air Perfume reaches the Nostril Smell reminds good time
Perched
Perched On roof Above and beyond Silhouetted on the sky Proud #elfchen
Living a dream
When I wake up rubbing my eyesdone with sleepready for the waking world I will grab in vainthe fading dreaminglingering in my woken mindready to beuncoiled and uncurled The routine of livingwill occupy timeturning minutes to hoursmorning to afternoonday into night sucked in the vortex of doing I will miss the good partof beingI mayContinue reading “Living a dream”
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