How gently the river flows leaving us behind! We stand beside the Ganges, boatswains remind Of the ebb and flow of centuries….Ah Time Fleet-footed, presents
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Coming Home
I’m coming home, so tired and sore To see you smile and hope a lil’ more Travelling on the sea gale strong In the tiniest
In a Wintering Forest
Deep in the wintering desolate forest, rests Under the carpet of leaves, o’er treetop crest The promising pulse of life patiently beats Foliage sleeps till
Mystical Love
Krishna your entity, my life’s significance I feel alive in your mystical presence In my pain, a space, a stillness In my tears, a wave
Evolutions
I stand still, I’m awestruck, when you change When wind has blown and turned your page I’m stupefied, you suddenly swifted, which Held my breath
An Ode To Freedom
Freedom isn’t a far or rare sight If one can see it with all their might Until you delve into its high You rarely can
Infinite love
O love! Mountains dwarven before your travails Drifting rain clouds help veil your teary trails Immense depth I can see in the vacant gaze Entangled,
Sands of Time
Waves wash away imprints left on sand. That we leave behind walking hand in hand Admiring our first sunset, In your embrace our heartbeats met.
In the Dark of the Night
In the dark of the night, I sigh in relief when you loom large like a full moon in mischief. I drench and wallow in
Your Brutal Words
Whenever your anger sparked, it pierced my heart Leaving my soul agonised, wishing to depart. Every single word felt like a dragger, Giving me pain
And They Looked Away!
They averted their gaze, away from pleading eyes His fragile frame carried load, colossal than his size His hungry eyes frantically searched His bite-sized belly
I Set Out to Write This Poem
I set out to write this poem, the window framing My eyes settle on thin stemmed plants capering Such joy that had to find an
Adorable Mother
Adorable Mother, soul of divinity. Unique, pure grace, like the power of trinity. Faced hardships, provided necessities of life. Strived to give me best, an
Let the Song Flow
Let the eternal song flow, through life’s high and low When life moves fast or slow Take a break, a little pause With or without
A Guiding Mentor
A sparkling crystal surrounded by fine sand, Sometimes reclusive or reaching out a hand, Lost beneath the waves of ordinary man, Spirit lost like a
Echoes of Innocence
The child in me takes a chimerical flight To the days of yore, when the sun shone bright, When mirthful laughter echoed in the hillside,
Born Again
Nothing I knew that day I was born Except the hearty soul by whom I was borne She nursed me with her blood and love
I Don’t Wanna Grow Up
I don’t wanna grow up But stay grounded like a shrub Defying the rusted norms, I’ll live life on my own terms And not be