It was a picnicJust Him and hera quiet placeDeafening silence prevailedFilled by the roar of waterHe seemed to say somethingThe bark was incessantThere was nothing to worryShe saidin a calming voiceher voice drownedin the falling waterThey were safeEncased by the logsIn their secret placeNo one would trouble themNot even her parentsNo one knewThe rising watersContinue reading “The quite place”
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At last free
Water is freeFrom the confinesof the unseen glassIt leaps outOff the rimInto the free windCaught by the gustIt dissipatesinto million dropletsLosing its identityNo longer liquidJust a free vapourExisting unseenSeparated dropletsFlowing in the airEvaporating into cloudsThere they gatherand make a planThey hurl downas a torrid rainThrough rivuletsthey travelGushing on preset pathIn the river they meetFinally unitedasContinue reading “At last free”
In between the moments
Who decides,the next momentDoes it wait for meOr do I seek? When do I exitthe pastand enter the presentI wonder? If I do movefrom the pastto the present,what do I traverse? From the pastto the destinationThat is nowWhere do I exist? Does that journeyin betweengo without noticingAs if in a sleep? That state betweenthe thenContinue reading “In between the moments”
5 am
Just in timeWith the sunOr some timea bit before I riseFrom a blissful sleepOr sometimesa tumultuous one Meeting the dayFreshOr sometimesa bit groggy Off the bedWith purposeOr sometimesJust laying down A cup of coffeea moment staring at windowor sometimesHitting the snooze Its another dayWe just metI think we like each otherIt would be fun
I met Bliss
In my mindCame a Worrying thoughtI said helloIt said hello tooIt stayed an uncomfortable minuteThen started to moveI let it goMy mind was emptyQuietly waitingFor the happy thoughtWhich was a bit lateI waitedIn silenceAndIn that silenceI met bliss
Beyond the river
The oar moves Rhythmically Propelling the boat Oarsman is the traveller He is the fuel Boat stays in the river The oar too Oarsman moves to the shore Beyond the boat Beyond the river
Nayi dosti
फिर अजनबी हैंमुलाक़ात कामौक़ा ढूँढेंगेजान पहचान काबहाना ढूँढेंगेवो सहमी नज़र,उस मुस्कराहट काइशारा ढूँढेंगेनयी दोस्ती हैमोहब्बत का नयाफ़साना ढूँढेंगे
The string full of memories
There must be a memorywhich you don’t rememberThere must be a ‘present’ in the pastThat you never lived They lie thereBeyond your reachIn the opposite directionOf the arrow of time But this stepIs where you standReal and nowIs where the moment waits The stairs go upto the stars in your eyesC’mon take the stepAnd pickContinue reading “The string full of memories”
The keyboard of life
Each press of fingerPuts a letter on screenOn their own they are just a soundTogether they make senseThe letters make sound Some words are smallEasy to spell and simpleSome are long and complicatedTongue twisters and sophisticatedThe words make meaning Each having a same purposeTo convey a meaningAs a string in the sentenceThat’s part of theContinue reading “The keyboard of life”
I will live my life tomorrow
Weary eyes squintafter an uneasy nightas the unfaithful curtains let in the unforgiving sunlight,sips from the bitter cup of coffeepush the dreams to the fringeushering in, the real worldfast enough to make you cringe,Lets get up and runthere’s a lot to be doneToday, there’s a schedule to followWait,I’ll live my life tomorrow Hurried footsteps overContinue reading “I will live my life tomorrow”
My Tales Within 