Cherry tree waits

The pink blooms,it’s the right timeIt’s cold,Yet not as much Cold enoughto wear the coatsWarm enoughto venture out as such sun shines bright,Sky seems bluerOn my eyes,Sun glasses look trendy The flags and banners,All Pink as they flutterIn the slight breeze,Comfortably not windy Sips of rice beerred and whiteOn the lush green grassAfternoon is prettyContinue reading “Cherry tree waits”

Cheery Blossomed

The night glitteredMany twinkling eyes witnessedLaying their souls bare The music filled the airMany revellers dancedwithout not a single care treads pointed to the venueAll roadsleading to one Some joyfully walkingSome creeping in the carsSome on the run Flashing lights of the cameraSmiling facesgleamed in the sun Many colours mingledLight pinkturned out to be funContinue reading “Cheery Blossomed”

Winding Roads

Winding roadsturn left and rightHugging closeto the mountain side Descending graduallysometimes steepmoving fast at timesSometimes just a creep River keeps it companyFlowing alongGushing water humsIts favourite song Destination isn’t farValley is plain and wideRoads are wide tooNow straighter and wise Through twists and turnsstraight roads and bendsThe roads stays thereThe journey ends

Melting Boundaries (Pighalte Dayre)

कुछ दायरेकुछ रस्मों रिवाजमेरी हदें तय किया करती हैं मेरा वजूदमेरा मज़हबमेरी पहचान बताया करती हैं मुझे कहाँ जाना हैमुझे क्या करना हैअक्सर ये बयान करती हैं किनारों में रहकर महफ़ूज़ रहा हूँमुक़र्रर मंज़िल की तरफ़ लाचार बहता रहा हूँअपनी पहचान भूल, खारा हो गया हूँ समंदर मेरी मंज़िल नहींमैं कोई दरिया भी नहींमैं तोContinue reading “Melting Boundaries (Pighalte Dayre)”

Let’s paint the fence

Fence separatesthe insideFrom what liesOn the outside What stays within it’s boundOr What lies outsideIt’s not for the fenceto judge or decide It stays on the fringeIn touch with either sideNot the one to connectOnly built to divide It’s one fenceWith two sidesOne is with the insideOne faces the outside One side restrictsThe other sideContinue reading “Let’s paint the fence”

Two stranger eyes

Two eyes meetStrangers are they bothThe gaze stay a bit longerEach mind sees and knows Each eye mirroringthe person insideBoth sad and forlorn withinWhat the cloths failed to hide No recognitionNone of the worldly relationsThe fleeting moments,Were their only connections In the intersecting momentsTwo lives convergedtwo forlorn eyes connectedNo rich no poor The moments passedTwoContinue reading “Two stranger eyes”

Closer to Core

Spinning like a topConstantly in motionedges moving fasterSlowly moves the core If I would stopI would fallFearful of not spinningAfraid, of being ‘me’ no more On pointed endI hang in balanceForever in pursuitdrilling through the floor Force of the chordwould eventually expireinevitable would happenSpinning top would spin no more With the last wobbleThe top fallsItContinue reading “Closer to Core”