skips the pulse , one breath I lose a moment of your thought when my eyelids gaze the blue searching for the brightest star its twinkle reminds me of you… amidst the constellation a unique stellar assemble come closer ! I whisper, as I capture Thee in the quiet lake of my iris to bathe… Read More The Twinkle
photocredit:www.theguardian.com Oh! am god’s clay soft , tender, smooth yet can be brittle and tough at times nay, I ain’t hail from the breed of proud ,haughty misnomers who sparsely realize a drop of tear worth… neither they hath seen the gory of dead or the dreaded hunger yet epitomize words ..larger than life social… Read More Oxford Handset nay, am God’s clay !
Dear friends, And here starts another year awaiting new horizons, new dreams and aspirations. So with a pinch of zest lets welcome this new dawn. Wishing you all a very happy new year. I climb onto the hill of patience with a pinch of courage and determination the gusty ,rowdy winds of destruction in solitary… Read More Here starts the “New Year”
O! Thee, my ignorant mind seeks the light there’s darkness everywhere, knowledge flourishes, learned is man, who is the learner,dies the inquisitiveness… Speaks every mouth, who doth listen, forgets the vision, to observe ears deafen … O! Thee, searches my ignorant mind for the lustrous flower whose fragrance shall wipe away worries and ego of… Read More Light of Wisdom
within the closed eyelids lives a dream,tiny,small and glittering whose shimmer shines like thousand stars amidst the deep forest or even in dark…. like a perfumed rose, as a satin feel the bud of dream ,lives to dream as cluster of pearls precious it gathers moments transitory. like an evanescence of fragrant oils… Read More DREAM
Embarking on a scintillating cruise, I was stumbled to see the gigantic congregation, a minuscule sense of fear dragged within, feeling lost on the sail so colouring, Gradually I settled my concern and began to enjoy the jubilation… Adorning myself with a shimmering turquoise gown, I entered the banquet dinner, thousands of unknown faces… Read More THE ROYAL BALL !
Eyes go weary and the looks look void, For every glance the vision doesn’t define, there is nothing that isn’t around, the gentle atmosphere is reverberating with poignant sound… Imaginations conjure drawing lines of thought, what is envisaged is of a different form, in darkness,whether in light, shining luminously the picture conceived so bright!… Read More A PLACE OF POWER-MIND