Life beyond Memories

Ahh, December it is then. The last month of the year. A month that takes us all to a new beginning, to a brand new year. marked by celebrations, this month is always special. Time does not become old or new but I think this month surely fills us all with a zeal to look…

Pious Sin

I tried a little piece of Sonnet, though it, might not be perfect on Iambic Pentameter. Hope you will like it. (The sonnet is a popular classical form that has compelled poets for centuries. Traditionally, the sonnet is a fourteen-line poem written in iambic pentameter, employing one of several rhyme schemes, and adhering to a…

You,Me & Rain… (A Ghazal)

Last month, I attended a poetry workshop called Soulcraft on poetic forms. It was only for a week but I was amazed as to how much I learnt in this short span of time. Writing poems is not always about emotions but it becomes tricky and challenging when you have to follow the rules to…

Bonding with Bougainvillea

The petals soon unfurled, their rose tinted garb shined, signed across the azure background, a sight so magical, to behold. The peachy floret is enchanting, minus the aroma, it still is breathtaking, collects praise , sometimes imprecations, unbothered it blossoms without apprehensions. *** With two tiny little eyes, I looked at the open spaces, vast,…

Rescue

A gush of wind, passed by me, touched my bare skin, a familiar touch, a fragrance so akin. A splash of darkness spilled over me, pulled my heart strings, with a bunch of memories, some smiles and some tears. A sky full of stars, hovered over me, reminded my mind, a loneliness amongst the crowds,…

Independence

Independence is probably a bird, that is free to fly in the open sky, flapping its wings with all force, soaring great heights, putting in all efforts. If you plan to cage the bird, & look into what it eats ; what it thinks, the bird might still survive the wings will just forget to…

One day, one fine day…

One day, One fine day, when we are gone, we will leave behind, the thoughts that we carried, the dreams that we dreamed. One day, One fine day, when we are gone, we will be memorized, for the struggles that we overcame, for not bowing down to be the ‘same’. One day, One fine day,…

O’ Love… never leave me!

I flipped the pages of memory, found some torn pages, of unfulfilled desires, of broken promises, of forgotten seasons, but I failed to trace ‘you’!I flipped the pages of memory, found some half inked pages, of unexecuted dazzling dreams, of lost innocent smiles, of youthful trust in bonds, but I failed to trace ‘me’ !I…

Shot for a Click

His eyes saw what others missed, so he picked up the lens to show the crowd , the naked truth that many tend to avoid, the stark reality that may look ugly & sad. He had a soulmate that clicked & shot, pictures that spoke more than words , a lot, he had befriended fear…

Flowers in a garden

The flowers in the vase look pretty neatly arranged stacked with care a cut here and a cut there trims that the hands desire the pattern is predesigned the formations that are pre alligned a thing of beauty that is suitably placed sometimes in the corner & sometimes centrally propped The flowers in the garden…