Sunday, March 1, 2020

The Wind and The Candle

This is the love that pulls you towards emptiness, Angel.It has done so to me... Longing... It's like a void, dearth of darkness spread acrossOn inner walls of my heart. Of an uncountable universes there Where mystic holes black keep chanting of timeless desires; Yearning for lascivious...

Sunday, January 6, 2019

Teesta... A longing heart for Darjeeling

The messenger clouds carry a bagful of sad messages, The sad heart turns into fog And the restless heart turns into Teesta... The sad messages come to the land of hills and forests In square boxes; Please let the heart stay as it is, As it reads the sad messages enthusiastically... The...

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...

Thursday, May 31, 2018

Music in my Playlist

The music as it flows into ears, puts into a slumber where eyes are awake; but the mind has taken a leap into memories. Memories unfold, as if someone has played a movie on VHS; and characters have started their play, some good and some bad. I don’t see myself, but I see I lived those moments; having whirled and danced on the tunes as if somebody made me do so. Each track on the playlist,...

Sunday, December 31, 2017

Bidding Bye to 2017 | Welcoming 2018...

The year is about to end, at what note its going to end that’s up to us how we perceive. What you get to see with the flow of time, good or bad, happiness or sadness, it all depends on our perception. I stress this fact, that it won’t be incorrect to say that each year goes by like a neutral phase, with no bias for inclination towards raising you higher or putting you soiled in ashes. It’s just...

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...

Sunday, October 15, 2017

A Bookmarked Dream

Dreams come in all shapes and sizes. There is no substantial parameter that I can think of, that can measure dreams. The feeling of contentment on having attained the dream be it any, on having fulfilled that desired wish, is same; at least for me. A wish, a dream; dream being concentrated and superlative form of wish, they are seamlessly plastered on inner walls of our heart. And with each beat...

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Power

He lies there, depressed in all ways. Strangled on his neck,  Tied is harsh and sick relationship band. He who dreamt of kissing angelic love, Now hauls in dirt, barely alive, cursed with antipathy. His heart and breath, which have averted their sync, Want the game to end, want to end all the blame. But it’s his hope that’s pushing, His will to not die, but win over. Amidst the...