Tag Archives: Poem

I am your drop

एक दोस्त मिला है अपने जैसा उससे जुड़ा हूँ शायद बस रंग देखा हैजिससे जुड़ा हूँ पर जिसका अंश हूँ जिससे उगा हूँ उसी से जुदा हूँ

To cook is a dream

To cook a dishis a dreamJust any dishbut the sugarand the saltAlas I erroneouslymix I cookguided by the noseI disregard the recipe and the prescribed dose I don’t make a messbut dirty is what the kitchenhas becomeit’s not intentional but it seemsto bea naturaloutcome so now I ambanned frombeing near thehearthso the opportunities to cookareContinue reading “To cook is a dream”

And there lies the Music

The flute plays A melody Soothing and flowing I wonder Who owns the song And Where lies the music The dexterous fingers Playing on the vents Claim the song as theirs to play The wooden pipe boasts too of having the requisite length And the characteristic timber The mind proclaims Oh so vainly I amContinue reading “And there lies the Music”