Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Warrior

The stage is all set. For the courage to play And defeat those lies within Prying and proclaiming to be truth Against his lord's pray. The courage has to act strong To make the fear go And kill the ominous thong. No, not just wait And continue to contemplate But to act, enact and direct The righteousness state. Determined against all odds He now stands bold and tall To fight and...

Saturday, December 30, 2017

His life as a Shadow

His life as a shadow… The part of his life which wandered to find its existence in light. Each day, with the Sun in the sky, he was there, with its intensity dependent on the gleaming source of light. He crossed by every road, and people kept the distance, afraid of their sacred quintessence to get...

Friday, November 13, 2015

Heart Beats

Heart needs love. It might lie that it doesn’t, but even the strongest of its kind needs love. The love that heart seeks is above kindness, and pity offered due to assumed depravity of the seeker. Love is the language that hearts chose to speak in midst of multi lingual existence around. Words from mouth can have different forms and different intentions to trick hearts. Through tides of time, heart...

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

In love...

From the patches of scorn, You furbished a clean soul. In light of the goodness I wasn't aware of, You infused a healed life in me. The warmth of your embrace will linger, Till the time the sun shines And the moon cools the planet blue. I rejoice the cherished moments we spent together, In...

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Search for the life

As the train takes me through the darkness My eyes search for the light, To find in the thickets If somewhere the life survives. Rattling of wheels on tracks, Keeps me mused and awake Against the envelope of sleep Embraced over the stretches of darkness. Blindfolded on my open eyes My ears...

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Looking back for a moment...

What has started, will someday come to an end. Be it my journey, yours, or someone else’s, or be this universe, all that has started will someday come to an end. Our lives in totality comprise of several small and big journey’s whose start and end are the subset of the set ‘the life we lived so far’,...

Sunday, October 13, 2013

Sacred Touch

Bliss is in your touch, The feat to heal. Antiquated is the bond of ours, In your every touch I feel. Your pokes… Your pulls… Your caresses of love Your every touch I know. But when I face you Crimson and blushed I go Naiveness I sho...

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Brain-sick's Diary >> In my year fourth…

Few hours from now, and our entire vacant hostel will get swigged in shouts and murmurs. People will be back. In this one month of training period, which constitutes an integral part of curriculum of WBUT for our seventh semester, I was in heavens sky. I love silence, and there it was in abundance...

Saturday, June 8, 2013

bon voyage

How clearly the emotions we remember, of those frightened steps that were hesitant to move ahead. That was the day when few timid hearts obliged with immense aspirations consoled themselves, and accepted what they ultimately arrived at. That was the first day when we entered our engineering college… (click...

Tuesday, March 26, 2013

An Odd Invention

Like the way OS drives hardware, My tender heart drives my actions. My CPU seldom pauses its function, Clutched in multiple processes And deadly thread synchronization. Endured against suffocation, Withstanding brute deadlock condition; I envy that giant-tiny mastermind, Fabricated into...

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Enviousness

I envy him… The stealer who sneaked into my vase, Furtively he lavished my flowers with glam. With strokes of his magic wand; Vanished my flowers; their essence scrammed. I still care and preserve, The leftover aroma in the emptiness. I envy him… As he turned into a giant black cloud, Hovered...

Thursday, February 7, 2013

The Open Window...

(Click on Image to Enlarge) On closing my eyes, I fill thick brooded meshes in my lungs with air… I hold it for a while, pushing it a little further, until I can hold it no more. Freshness sprouting outside my open window descends deep down into me… Perhaps, its spring; I can see through the open...

Sunday, January 20, 2013

The Journey...

Its album ‘Passions’ by Ghazal Maestro, Late Shree Jagjit Singh, playing on my computer while I am typing this. And the lyrics is conforming with emotions once I had. It was my first semester break, and I was going back home, in Gujarat. I had tried to cage my emotions within sheets of my notebook,...

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

New Leaflets

Innocence in stipules, The novelty in its shade Pigmented in green Lustrous in rays from Sun, Waves in the air Flimsy and translucent leaflets. Born from the old stem Brown and rigid, Textured with experiences It gained in a long time. Leaflets breeze joy, Pacify the previous pain Sprinkling...

Thursday, December 27, 2012

Photo-Snippets -> 'Bird of Passage'

I am a wanderer Lost in the wilderness Off the desolated road, Into the sprawling realms. On the brink,  At the edge of my life, The road will project me Into an outer space where Nix will be emotions. I expect to meet someone In that absolute emptiness; My ultimate pacifier. That shall...

Monday, December 17, 2012

Brain-sick's Diary #2 >> If I were a Bird

It has been harsh these days. Weather has been behaving strangely. The sun is shy to come out, and has lost somewhere. Probably it has its own chores to sort out. I can see how the clouds have been troubling him. And there has been rain which was not anticipated, at least not at this time of year....

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Home!!! | Gharaonda...

घर की याद तो आती थी, आंसू छलक भी जाते थे; लफ़्ज़ों में हाल बयां ना करते, पर दर्शक समझ ही जाते थे. हमारी तेज़ और स्पर्धा को नयी उचाइयां जो देनी थी, कुछ अधूरे ख्वाब थे हमारे, पुराने कुर्ते के फटे जेब थे सारे; इनको नया जो करना था, अम्बर से प्रकाश को लाना था. घर की झोली कम पर जाती तो हौसला अपने अन्दर ही भर लिए; मैं फिर आऊंगा की दस्तक छोर कर घर से दूर हम निकल लिए. वर्ष कितने ऐसे ही...

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Explorations

Life has its meaning in living it. Praising one’s life presumes the extent to which they live their life. Living confined in boundaries of a garden never feasts us with reality. The reality has no limits, I suppose. Just pop your head above the boundary in your garden and there you will find...

Friday, April 20, 2012

Vividity

Few things I don’t see. Eyes work and brain responds too; but still few things intimidate me, deceive me and offer challenges not true. Lines in my book I read, but meanings I incarnate make my heart glue, even the story characters I misjudge and climax the end forcibly not true. But I don’t...

Monday, October 10, 2011

Oh Time! If you could sublime...

Coveting the time to go slow, Wishing to hold the moments and dont let them go. Time is now reminding about my return, To get ready and go about turn. Can you not spare me this time? Let me enjoy more, I am making castles of sand, And with playing music band, I am roaming ashore. Have...