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Author Archives: Echoes of the soul
Rules of the game (Dharma)
Every game has a ruleIf you decide to play the gameYou must followThat is the rule Rules decides who winsAnd who losesYou must accept the resultsThat is how it works The rules form the matrixOver which the game is playedGame cannot exist without itThe rule is the root The rule connects the playersIn the game,Continue reading “Rules of the game (Dharma)”
I will live my life tomorrow
Weary eyes squintafter an uneasy nightas the unfaithful curtains let in the unforgiving sunlight,sips from the bitter cup of coffeepush the dreams to the fringeushering in, the real worldfast enough to make you cringe,Lets get up and runthere’s a lot to be doneToday, there’s a schedule to followWait,I’ll live my life tomorrow Hurried footsteps overContinue reading “I will live my life tomorrow”
Tumhare liye ab bhi wahin hoon
तुम वहीं होमेरे लिएअब भी वही हो बड़ी हो गयी होमेरे लिएअब भी वही हो हर वक्त इस दहलीज़ पे मिलूँगातुम्हारे लिएअब भी वहीं हूँ चाहे जहां भी होमेरा अंश हो, मुझसेअब भी जुड़ी हो
Tumse main hoon
तुम अलग नहींतुम मुझमें होआपस में कोईफ़ासला नहीं एक मुलाक़ातबरसों पहले हुई थीपहली मुलाक़ातबादलों में हुई कभी सफ़र सदियों का हैराह साथ गुज़ारी हैज़िंदगी की रेत परकदमों के निशान दो नहीं साथ जो गुज़राहर लम्हा बेमिसालअसल में या ख़्वाबों मेंतुम्हारे बिना कोई पल नहीं नाम जुड़ गया हैख़्वाब और उम्मीदें जुड़ गयीं हैंएक हस्ती हैमेरीContinue reading “Tumse main hoon”
The green tent
There stood a tentWith the colour so greenon the side of the roadSomewhere in between Some just passed bySome stopped to seeFor it never stopped anyonejust waited in the shadow of the tree The wind straining on the fabricPickets fixing the tent to the groundResisting the urge to fly awayWaiting forever to be found ItContinue reading “The green tent”
Useful friend #poetrychallenge
Rain pours incessantUmbrella keeps companyuseful friend for her This post is an Haiku in response to this week’s prompt “Useful” on TankaTuesday challenge,
Swirl in the Rain
Swirl of the umbrella Spinning the rain drops Making that dance Oh what a spectacle! I stopped as the crowd gathered Suddenly Aware of my self The umbrella continued to swirl My feet fell silent, stuck in my shackle. My eyes filled with shame I did what I shouldn’t have Each accusing eye, a strangerContinue reading “Swirl in the Rain”
Wetness remains on Sand
Wave break on the shoreRetreats back to the oceanWetness stays on sand
Sawaal
नो पूछो सवालना जवाबों की उमीद रखोमोहब्बत है तो सिर्फ़मोहब्बत की उमीद रखो