Few but all things will change,after this night of nightmares ends,the way we looked at the world and now we do,the death that seems new normal will haunt;the path we mustn’t have taken,the dread of death must have been stopped. The boundary-wall of blood weaving its heightand never looks down,the sprawling hands of death catchingContinue reading “Few but all things will change”
The way she passed the bridge of my memory,I lost my way out of the senses.The lights of courage in me was diminished,Flaunted by the winds of first love. Her gaze of glitters stared at me,Like she holds secrecy of wings,A breath that dissolved in me,felt like a fragrance of undiscovered life. I hated beingContinue reading “FIRST LOVE | REPOST”
Oh! The light of faith has gone
And the serene blindness in it,
Warmth of the hearts dulled
Have icy questions in it…
The silken thread of trust
Is somehow, broken,
And the feathery feelings
Are now, just a token…
Flowers in the garden of god,the aesthetic, elegant mankind,flourished from one to the other,an infinity of beauteous nature. Somewhere, bestrewed with heavyLeaves of cruelty, sits some flowers,Covered in Bosky roots of hungerand poverty. In the brume of misery,they ask for nothing,but a mere questionof blooming,at odd time,at odd place,in odd conditions,is this life is givenContinue reading “The Dirty flowers in the garden of God”
Two ends of a sphere,
Me and my Heart.
One lives with me,
to never found me again.
For the regeneration of life,A nap in the lap of nature,a medicine, a therapy it is. For all of our worries,For a frustrated, an irritated mind,a disturbed soul, and a fast beating heart,A nap in the lap of nature,Is the cure, a medicine, a therapy it is. For a life, you beg for,The calmness,the peaceContinue reading “Poetry Repost | A Nap in the Lap of Nature |Environment Day”
These mountains, a solid architecture,a life with the green canvas, all over it,like a bold green flesh, raised by the sun,the summers, winters and spring passing,it stays still, never complaining, about anything. In summers, Sun melts him, like fire vomiting dragon,his little trees and plants die due to illness,lack of water causes death to belovedContinue reading “The beauty of Life”
In the misery of pain,
the hurt beliefs of life,
never fought to forget,
What was causing it.
In the glare of little sunshine,In blossoms of pink daffodils,With buckets of happiness,Presence is you. It’s youin the first rain to the fists,In the closed eyes of the nights,It’s you – Seeking a heart,to console, and to burn it. It’s youin the slump of dreams,In the wonders of rains,With the brand of stare.In the riversContinue reading “Presence is You”