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”
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Wheels of Life
On Torrential sheetwheels of life turn relentlessNo parking, No pause
Is is perfect?
If it were perfectWould it be more beautifulDivine plan blooms well
Light #elfchen
LightUnseen silentShines and reflectsWe see the objectsAppear Ever wondered that when the light reflects on an object, its only the object that we see. We don’t see the light.
To the newer me
In the futurelies a new meolderbut closerto the oneI want to be My steps are smallyet resoluteguided and cajoledby the newer me In the Marchto the glorious futureI leave footstepsof mineon the virgin sands of timefor everyone to see In each stepthere remainsa part of me for I am the destination and the path isContinue reading “To the newer me”
Music to my ear
What is your favorite genre of music? What I heardSounded gooda newsthank god was goodIn the timeswhen sad is trendinganything goodis music to my ear
Morning Chai
ये चाय की प्याली समेटे है अपने में पूरी सुबह वो सुबह की ताजगीवो सौंधी सी महक और वो अपना ज़ायक़ा और उसमें घुली यादेंहै सुबह खूबसूरत जैसे ये चाय की प्याली
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
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