Tell us about your favorite pair of shoes, and where they’ve taken you. My worn out shoesholds many memoriesEmbedded and buriedDeep within its weary sole Witness and participantIn those resolute and thoughtful stepsOf the many tough treksAnd some easy strolls Scrapping the groundRaising the dustTo propel me forwardto play my rightful role It lays tatteredWoundedContinue reading “My worn out shoes”
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Four walls to spend life
Write about your dream home. I bought myself a Cage To spend my life Sold my life for it Not a bad deal, eh? … Decked up decorated Kept Safe with so many locks … There I stay Watching the world Through my ornate window and the script plays out … Watching other souls inContinue reading “Four walls to spend life”
Bus iske baad
अभी थोड़ा busy हूँइत्मीनान सेबात करते हैंबस इसके बाद हाँ करवाना हैfull body checkupplan करते हैंबस इसके बाद बड़ी देर सोच रहा हूँछुट्टी बहुत accumulate हो गई हैapply करता हूँबस इसके बाद वो नई picture देखनी हैसब कहते है बड़ी अच्छी हैbook करतें हैं onlineबस इसके बाद हर SundayDrive पे चलेंगेschedule बनाते हैंबस इसके बादContinue reading “Bus iske baad”
Truth about Holidays
Holidays don’t energise you to get back to work It just make you realise You work for the holidays
Itinerary takes you everywhere #elfchen
Itinerary Slots time Places to visit Takes you everywhere, yet Nowhere
Tujhe mila kya hai
खोके सब कुछ तुझे गिला क्या है उम्र बीत गई तुझे मिला क्या है … काँच के पिंजरे के अलावा तेरा क़िला क्या है अपने सिवा और कोई तुझे मिला क्या है … कहाँ का है तू तेरा ज़िला क्या है एक तिनके से ज़्यादा तुझे मिला क्या है … ख़ाली हाथ चल दिया हैContinue reading “Tujhe mila kya hai”
Take the plunge
The unsure Waver The tentative Stay rooted It’s always in making Never perfect It’s always reaching Never there Plunge if you have to Only then will you rise Water Will never be warm The river Will never be calm
Elusive happiness
Dear Fog, my friend
The duel
A duel Between This and that None right None wrong Just different … One survived Other slashed By the sword of choice Victor Can be one Only one … But it’s not sure The winner will be admired Or despised For there are always two sets of eyes That watch the duel One sees itContinue reading “The duel”
