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Colours of Black & White
Black absorbs all coloursWhite reflects them all We see in both, no coloursYet both have them all
She claims her destiny
She leaves the nest Now she can flyIt’s her destiny she is meant to flyin the skiesshe would soar the windswill sing her lorethere is schemethat god has designedshe claims her destinythe planets have aligned My daughter joins college. How time flies. Her time has come to fly and shine
Ye rumani Mausam
है रास्ता धुंधला बूँदों से है मैला हूँ में वक़्त का मुसाफ़िर है हर लम्हा अकेला बादलों से मिलने है लहरों ने ली छलांग कह रही है चिल्ला चिल्ला के ये पवन आने वाला है तूफ़ान है दोस्त मेरा, ये मौसम है ये ऋत, जानी पहचानी है कुछ मेरे ही जैसा थोड़ा संजीदा, थोड़ा रूमानी
Not what it is
All colours and firm Tyres are doing a good job But not who it is
Memories trapped in Pictures
Nowthat the celebrations endAndThe glasses lie emptyThe meaning is clearBeyond the sparkle Nowthat the cacophony endsAndthe din is quietthe vision is clearBeyond the blur NowThat the goodbyes are doneAndThe home is emptyThe feeling is clearBeyond the smiles NowThat moments are stillTrapped in picturesThe memories are clearPlucked out from timeEtched beyond time NowThat I look back,Continue reading “Memories trapped in Pictures”
Lifeless eyes
The lifeless eyes stareThe wooden wings spread in vainRooted in sunlightSpread on wall in surrenderReal eyes stay in shadows #tankatuesday
Together for forever
They carry a burden Their pace is slow they will reach This for sure They know they are moving they are together they are already there They are Forever
Cost of Bliss
Time for check in Was later And for check out Was early The place was a beauty heavenly I could say Somethings were paid for For others there was a cost Everything was desirable Everything I wanted The time however was limited Too many choices too many sights initial moments were spent To orient andContinue reading “Cost of Bliss”
Unplugged
There is a cordHanging and tangledRunning the full lengthtill it wrapsthe senses there is a trapbinding and comforting numbing the worldtill it createsthose fences there lies the ‘likes’and there lies ‘dislikes’ toolured by satisfactiontill it formsthe pretences there lies the edge of the holeinviting and scarycan’t stop the slidetill it reaches the endless end thereContinue reading “Unplugged”
My Tales Within 