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Bird shit on my windscreen

Bird shit on my windscreen I don’t want to see itBut to my eye, it’s always seenthe unfortunate coincidence So exactly on markSame spot, chosen by the birdAnd, by me to parkI drove alongDistractedand a bit irritatedBy how the bird destroyed my dayDeep down I knewBut never acknowledged That for this act of omissionnothing theContinue reading “Bird shit on my windscreen”

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

Life – All about change

The drag in the momentthe creepof the clockwhy is all so still Is not the lifeAll about moving?The rush of the desiresThe whirlwindOf temptationsWhy is all so blurredIs not the life All about vision?Am I furtherOr getting closerAway from being bornOr closer to deathWhy is all so deadIs not the life All about living?A breathContinue reading “Life – All about change”

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”

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 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”

Raat ki Maggi

रात की Maggiकुछ भूखकुछ बस यूँ ही कढ़ची घुमातेकरी ढेर सारी बातें कुछ संजीदा, कुछ बस यूँ ही डेढ़ ग्लास पानी मिलानाऔर, थोड़ा instructions से कुछ अलग करना जैसा है, वैसा सही था Carrot और मटर डाल कर उसे बर्बाद करना कोई reason नहीं पेट की नहीं मन की भूक है ज़्यादा कोई खाये elaborateकुछContinue reading “Raat ki Maggi”