Poem – Page 31 – My Tales Within

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

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”

I am me

Bit tired, I trudge onDragging my feetMy steps too smallThe end looking farBrow dripping with sweatSome trickle down the eyeIt’s weary Bit worried, I am scared Eyes cast down Trepidations rise up the throat Filling the heavy beating heart Veins pulsate fear Permeates every cell It’s infectious Bit unsure, full of doubt Shaking to theContinue reading “I am me”

Sleep

Quadrille Monday at d’Verse is over. The prompt was any form of the word sleep. This is the first time i am participating in this beautiful portal of connect. But strangely, like the promtpt I slept. So i am posting my attempt at Quadrille on a tuesday, which faithfully follows the manic monday.I have usedContinue reading “Sleep”

Sky in the eye

The sky I must reachThe clouds I must pierceSun the scorcherlying beyond the cloudMust look him in the eye The moon and the starsHang on the domeKeeping the worldEncased withinMaintaining the semblance of the lie The dark spaceBeyond and in betweenFills every thingAnd still remains emptyBut seen with the closed eye I have traveled forContinue reading “Sky in the eye”

Beyond the Sun

Under watchful eye little one learns to paddle Leaves the sun behind

The dream of Democracy

The dream of democracyUtopian it may be,but full of hope… it is. Many voicesthrough one,a dream it may bebut full of hope… it is Virtuous leader emergeReflecting the voicesChaotic fairness it may be,but full of hope… it is Power to the peopleThrough the will of peopleFor the wish of the peopleIdealistic it isbut full ofContinue reading “The dream of Democracy”