Life -A bucket of water and some colours


A bucket filled with water is life;Colours are the emotions;Shaped in a container – of lies and truths;Sees no one the burdened water of the airhalf-filled to bucket. In the life with colours, lies a link,To the emotional and a deep self.Colours are the emotions – of good and bad,Of bad and worse, beauty and… Continue reading Life -A bucket of water and some colours

Coz that’s NOT true 🚫


You're dumb, you're nothing,You're selfless, little,cute;Don't fall into these words,Coz that's not true. You're new, You're honest,and that's not true. You'll learn, you'll grow,Follow my lead and it will do;Don't listen to them,Coz that's not true. They trap you with these words,-with their sweet little swords;They show you seem smaller,they trash you to the corner;Don't… Continue reading Coz that’s NOT true 🚫

The passionate me and my folly


The gamble that glorifies the time;and the passion felt then by the night;the night sleeps but sleeplessly stands the mind;odour, feel, sight, a strange feeling that burns,brings the flares, glare, heat – a courage to fight thy. A moment of peace –in piecesand a crowd of hesitated thoughts,spread throughout the yard -in our existence. Quailing… Continue reading The passionate me and my folly

QUERIDA’S QUEST


I'm the parched soul searching my oasis,Amidst the beige-shaded desert,Unaware of the truths and lies of life. Perhaps the elixirs being infront of me,Perhaps I'm blind to warming panacea,Then why I'm the parched soul searching my oasis? Fetch me philtre to sow love in me,Perhaps I'm not for lustful brews,Being unaware of the truths and… Continue reading QUERIDA’S QUEST

Send Some Sweet-Little Hopes Of Coolness


Stop the sun that shine of glory,Send some sweet-little hopes of coolness;The hardness in my heels is painful,Spread some flowers on the way. The stones, the thorns, and the towers of lies,I have these all around – sucking me up.If there is something to say – say it the way it could be,not the way… Continue reading Send Some Sweet-Little Hopes Of Coolness

To be Dead – To be Loved


The tinder bird and imagination,cruel chimera of inflammable love,the dagger dumbed in muddy lure,and the egotistic-brutish dove.A lunatic-nutcase you,Trying, dying for finding love. Swipe left and right,In the mud and tide.but in your dumb belief,love never will be fine. The world of social traps,With heart, good and black,the rivers of suffocation,with dark and deadly destinations.They’re… Continue reading To be Dead – To be Loved

You’re loved


Love of two, you came to life,Love of almighty and love of hopes,One love of two individuals, you are. Your hearts is love,you're the love of your heart.This world loves you,with blessings, careand amenities it has. The trees, the roads,the house,your little room, loves you.The friends, the relatives,the strangers, loves you. The cold winds from… Continue reading You’re loved

In love with me – for me from me


Happening to me,is the love of lone,a love with me,for me from me. Carried away with thoughts,creating a thousand times,deleting it several times. I keep what I like,eliminating the odds,joining the dots,creating it, of my own. Without any fear of losing,Without any hope of getting,Hopelessly and fearlessly,Stepping ahead in love,a love with me,for me from… Continue reading In love with me – for me from me

Just like a Flower


Like a flower,in the garden of yours,I will grow as a bud;I'll dance with the wind;I'll sing with the birds;When shining to the fullest,I'll fall on your soil;Nothing will be left,But,I'll make you feel my presence;As I'll dissolve my fragrance in the air;and will depart as dust.