Beautiful ways heading towards the brookReminds me of the story of moon and riverToday, again the shining full moon thirsts to seeIt's own beauty in the waterAnd lures himself by his reflection in bournAmazingly, he loves his own selfRegardless his increasing and decreasing sizeWith every single nightI love his confidence for it fills me too… Continue reading Moon and River
Tag: Poetry
Happiness all around.
I cried my heart outwhen I found my self strangledin ills numerous.But today,I saw a girlInnocent, beautifulApprox. 6 aged.Wandering on roadsin ragsIn air chillywith a puppywearing a smile so deepthat stated the whole of her story.Thismelted my frustrationsand taught me a new life lesson. "Whenever you find yourself disheartened, disgusted and disappointed in life, take a… Continue reading Happiness all around.
Man of the family
When I woke upSuddenly, In the mid of the nightI saw stars out of my windowShining bright in the dark skyAnd inside you are sleeping besideWearing a childlike beautiful smileAfter a tiring dayStill, I can seeA different kind of reliefOn your stress free faceIt seems, that it isGlowing for the loveYou hide in your heartAnd… Continue reading Man of the family
Fear
Every one has some fearsFears of survival and deathI too have mineFear of staying aloneFear to face my own selfDuring that lonelinessFear to face the silenceThat has a loudnessFear to offendMy own feelingsThose are not even worth to me Doesn't matterI have to survive along with fearsAn inseparable part of my own. @Maya
Presence
My presenceMatters to both of usBecauseIt witnessesAnd knows thatYour creation is beautifulAnd you , only you own everything. @Maya
Lame Truth…
Lame truth for the lies run faster, the latter tempting, the former bitter. How long one can pretend, the true you will unveil sooner. Be yourself or you'll be ashamed later. How long will I be a part of this world, is there no way to escape? For straight forward nature is taking me nowhere.… Continue reading Lame Truth…
Good, Old Days
Friendships and relationships are confined in WhatsApp groups. Love starts from the heart and ends at the pocket these days. Let me cherish a few memories, when in the evenings , we loved to see in the same direction for the same fate each day, Memories of my childhood are as fresh as mountain air,… Continue reading Good, Old Days
Secrets
I have kept few secrets of mineFor my own selfProbably just to share with GodTo develop an actual relationshipThat ties us together with unseen threadAnd ensures my path to himFor my unconditional love. @Maya
My own Earth & Sky
Some times,I feel myself pretending that what I am actually notOften, misunderstood.Is life really that hard to deal with?or did I make it difficult?Many unanswered questions turmoiled in my mind,And they filled me with void.Every possibility of beautiful life has drowned in an unlimited silence.That seems peaceful on the outsidebut on the inside, excruciating pains.Invisible… Continue reading My own Earth & Sky
God is my ultimate hope.
Atleast, I have hopesHopes in the form of youIn this world, where I am all alone.Maybe can't see youBut you exist in everything and everywhereBut only my heart is the place where,with love, I can hide you. @Maya