Confluence of love | REPOST

The love of yours, To the love of mine,The affinity of heart-beats, To remain alive. The eyes of yours, And the eyes of mine, Enough to see, The world of ourselves. The arm of yours, To the arms of mine,Enough to reside, For the whole of our lives. The lip of yours, To the lipsContinue reading “Confluence of love | REPOST”

Poem Excerpts: THE FABRICATED LURE

The divine ride of my bicycle through hazy humanity,innocent replica of tomorrow how dim witted!!slow-thicken and twisted, lullaby of lies we heard,melody of myths, each passing day subsides.the goodness, the beauty and the morale of life.ashes, ashes, all fell down.

Natural Amalgamation

Relentlessly, walking through the silent roads, I couldn’t find a way to escape the thoughts of amalgamation, i would say. People often losses themselves to people around them. The thoughts however keeps hovering into the heads; the thoughts of being you. Why can’t we understand thoughts of delving into the nature or resources the natureContinue reading “Natural Amalgamation”

A mountainous Butterfly

In the mountains, when the sunlight wakes her up, the morning begins, We see her brightly colored wings, She flies through the routes of flowers, rivers, brooks, and through the petals of blue delphiniums. Like a lady with courage and compassion, giving soothe to the eyes of lovers. like a queen of nature’s kingdom, whoContinue reading “A mountainous Butterfly”

A Masterpiece

Sitting besides the blue-ish river of Atlanta,
Staring, the filled sky with grains,
Glittering in the nights.
He beseeches for a masterpiece.

Ashes of Thoughts

Stays somewhere,
little ashes of thoughts,
dawning in the middle
of some stray stars,
alone but surrounded,
by meaningless bushes
of burdens.

The tryst of Love

Hurt,
deep,
inside the heart,
Crawling,
Scattered,
Whimpering,
asking for help,
stayed in him,
the desires,
the hopes,
a thought,
a thought of coincident.

महसूस होती है ।।

वो जो इश्क़ में महसूस होती थी,
है कहीं जो जल रही है,
महसूस होती है ।।

अपनी अदालत में खड़ी होकर,
अपनी सजा की गुहार लगाती,
एक तड़प की तपिश भी,
महसूस होती है ।।