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Tag Archives: Poem
Free of freedom
What does freedom mean to you? It’s free If I don’t have to pay For all, that I do And there is no one to ask or say It’s free If, there is no bind To go wherever I want With none to seek, nothing to find It’s free If I am in love WithContinue reading “Free of freedom”
My dreams don’t let me sleep
जिस रात में नींद ना होवहाँ सपने कहाँ जो सपने देखे खुली आँखों से वहाँ नींद कहाँ Tossing and turningThrough a sleepless nightwhere is the sleep there where dreams are seenwith open eyes where is the sleep there
Our song, for me and you
It’s loudYet I hear it onlyI can switch off the musicYet the sound rings continuously It’s not on the device It’s doesn’t flow through the headphones It resides in the deepDeeper than the mind and the bonesWhere I need no ears To hearNeed no podsTo connectit echoesReverberatesTrapped In the sacred hollow in meYou can hearContinue reading “Our song, for me and you”
In embrace with time
The day moved poetically Slowly and gently like the early summer breeze Neither were in rush Me and the time Together we lay embraced Till forever
Cobbler on the Street
Cobbler on the street Fixing the shoeI wore on my feetHe saysIt’s the soul that’s separatedFrom the worn out hideI asked If it can be mendedCan it be stitched backTo the way, it was beforeHe checked itInside outFeeling the textureGauging the damageIt’s been trampledUsed and abusedWorn in the mannerSo very irresponsibly Yet he said, heContinue reading “Cobbler on the Street”
The wrong turn
I took a wrong turn Ended up in a fairA beautiful gathering Some place I wasn’t awareWe wandered Aimlessly Yet finding destinations At every turnA lot to seeMany worthy to covetA happy rugAnd old sad urnThere were showsThere were dances tooSome traditional Some modernThe crowd was getting thickerThe heat was heavyPoured down by the angryContinue reading “The wrong turn”
I think I should get lost
मन कहता है मैं हो जाऊँ घूम … ना कुछ कहूँ ना किसिको सुनाई दूँ बस रहूँ अंधेरे सा ना दिखाई दूँ और बस घुल जाऊँ तारों की चमक मैं रात कली की महक मैं ठंडी हवाओं के झोंके में … मन कहता है मैं हो जाऊँ घूम
The maze wins
I put the leash On the collar Holding it back Keeping it safe I set the rules Punished, if violated Rewarded, if it was followed I set the path That right one For I know What’s right And what it takes To survive Made of safety nets Woven from the yarn of rules I create Continue reading “The maze wins”
The law…it makes you fall #musette
Body Follows the law It falls My minds Defies the rules It flys Both ways It’s the mind that gets hurt
