It's very fascinating to gaze An endless sky, full of stars. But, I find much deeper reverence And an absolute admiration For a starless black night sky. An enigmatic presence, Leaving you feeling replete or starved. Vast and boundless,but one. Filled with everything, brimming, And presenting a nothing. Reflecting the size of our soul, The … Continue reading You, the speck.
It is my temple. Where I go and dump my sorrow, Or a bountiful of happiness. Fall on my knees, And whisper a prayer. Let the waves over my body, Washing my sins. With every tide speaking I say, 'I love you too!' Few times I have said, 'I hate you too!' too. But, we … Continue reading Beach.
Empathy, ain't a human supposed to be capable of that? But why does it get lost? Or always forgotten? In many cases, why doesn't it really matter? Wasn't it one of the basis for a social animal? 'Being in others shoes' is not literal And yet, its made to appear painstaking As if, it is … Continue reading Community, huh!?
Darkness is so close to light Almost touches But if it has to exist, it cannot touch it. Always, so close. So close. An Interesting and a fascinating coexistence! ‘Where do you find this?’, you ask, I say, ‘In you and in me’.
When memories are made, There is a piece of you left in them That you can never get back. Since you are missing a piece of you, And you are aware of its presence But you cannot get it back It is either very delightful or very painful Sometimes, it is both. Mostly, these moments … Continue reading Our pensieve with pensive.
‘You are the smartest I've ever seen, No other can be where you have been, Showering you with nicest words that I never mean, Though I look at you, I'm not very keen.’ Telling myself that it is the ‘truth’ I will it will become my will. ‘You are the most charming I can ever … Continue reading Self-lie.
Frequently swinging between Being a cat on the wall and a drama queen, I grew up to stand right with equanimity!
I was waiting for it to mature. I loved the tree from its birth, It was a beautiful surprise! And the mangoes it gave me, Tastiest in the whole wide world! It didn't turn yellow, as most mangoes do, But it ripened into a beautiful dark green fruit. Finally I found one, a few feet … Continue reading Fruits of life.
Nature is not cruel. Struggle for existence is true, And there survival of the fittest is too. And, Nature always grabs the hand That above all, makes a stand Out of the many, one creature, Shows a surviving new feature In the form of a will, A will that you can instill To adapt. To … Continue reading A being.
Waking up as Mr/Miss Sulk, One sip turns you into Mr/Miss Hulk A number of relationships, Have been beautifully nurtured or severed, Over a cup of this concoction. Many a sad event has lost its intensity, In its hot presence. Lots of worldly problems has found a solution, When it streams in the … Continue reading It’s called Coffee.