हस्ते चेहरेबड़े हसीनकुछ तो है ख़ुशी मेंजो करता आकर्षित दुख में मैला थाख़ुशी से नहा लियाजो भी हैअब ठीक है कुछ देर ही सही
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Passengers in a flight
The flight Took to air Straining … Soaring above the clouds It weighed heavy … Laden by People Possessions Relationships Memories Desires Fears and Hopes … Inside, each occupied an assigned seat In the sky, up in the clouds Only an aeroplane was seen
Selfie with a smile
Arms extended She smiled Camera clicks An image is added A mere drop In the vast digital ocean Drifting in the virtual space Many years later It may bring A smile to the lips And a tear to the eye Yet none will see The lonely eyes
Teri dhun mein rehta hoon
हर काम अधूरा करता हूँ हर बार, वक्त से पीछे रहता हूँ कुछ रखता हूँ यादों में और कुछ भुलाया करता हूँ तेरी ही धुन में रहता हूँ यूँ ही, हर वक्त, मगन एक ये काम, मुक्कम्मल बेशक, मैं पूरा करता हूँ
Creature of the sea
I am a creature of the seaDwelling in the oceanFilled with salty tearsof sorrow and griefI rise to the surfaceFor a quick long breath of the skimming windsLaden with smilesof joy and happinessLong enoughI staySoaking in happiness Only to dive deeperInto depth of despairAnd the cycle goes on endlessly of short bouts of happinessAnd thenContinue reading “Creature of the sea”
I would rather fly
How often do you walk or run? I hate to run I am ok to walk I would rather fly … But my mind runs And most of the times it flies Unhindered, untiringly Always on a fantasy flight … Maybe we met Somewhere in the blue skies … I am off again Let’s meetContinue reading “I would rather fly”
That one
What’s your favorite word? A word That erupts Not thought of But felt And that Which resonates Spontaneously … That one
Rain gave me my Rainbow #tanka
Clouds darkened my day Rain poured and got me all wet It was a bad day But it gave me a rainbow I love sunshine even more #tankapoetry Bad things happen to you, to remind you to count the good things. So bad isn’t so bad after all. It’s all good Eventually
I am on Pause Mode #haiku
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All good 😊
The restaurant Had soft music Wafting through … It muffled, well almost the poking of the forks And the scraping of the knives It muted the thoughts And accentuated the smiles … In the pictures It all looked good
My Tales Within 