What’s next, cries the heart which colour of sky shall the eyes perceive, wrath of scarlet or peaceful azure…? flees the life of soul faraway in the lap of hills, in dense forests , lost in green… where a ray of light cannot pierce how would you find me, world, here I hide… Read More Flap the wings harder !
Wonder I of the shallow words and churning of thoughts satisfied with simple pleasures ne’er touched by façade of life’s learning miles away from the biggest ocean… ne’er drenched or even wet the wisdom drops, slip over the surface oiled with comforts and petty measures… one dimensional image of the trivial mind remains submerged in… Read More The trivial mind
Isn’t the orchid pale today or the azure lost its hues in frosty weather the pink lilies too seem dull when the dusk appears little purple than the scarlet pier…usual forgotten in dead remains as ashes they scatter in dust reminiscences of the beloveds who died one fateful night last summer… again prevails the… Read More PURPLE
DEATH I simmer in the boiling emotions of past Oh! death ! it isn’t that easy to sleep in thy arms, before the world awakens in duty is immersed my heart. Would thou ever survive a second in such life , craving for a glance… Oh ! death! thou ignorant of the mortal ways of… Read More DEATH
whence shall I be freed from the bondage of destiny in blind clutches, tied securely with strings Breathlessly the body sinks, ageing with the duties endlessly… the cluster of orchids drooped whilst I was busy in the chores of world not once I got to touch the enchanteur failed the effort… nothing earned… why does… Read More The lonely nightingale !
alive remain we, until grounded, in depths of soil, as we are rooted. a moment takes to uproot the base, dry the leaves of existence, life devastates.
photocredit:www.fineart-china.com O! Nifty , delicate highland lass, beneath your trampled feet lies my heart carefully walk and ride the horse somewhere on the moorland , my soul drags along…whip when you , the lazy horse watch the lengthy rope moving in tangent harms and sheds the cluster of flowers pink those which hung from… Read More THE HIGHLAND LASS !