Fire.
Source Ashes from Fire A rising Phoenix Symbolizing Hope. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Dying Humanity Fire in the exploited A Revolution. This Haiku is written for ‘Haiku Heights : April A2Z Heights – Day 06′ and the prompt for ths day is ‘Fire’.P.S. […]
Standing at the Crossroads.
I am a child at thought Everything looks so damn fascinating As a child, I desire Every petty little things. For life is such, so predictable So relishing, yet a little dangerous A sight we often overlook Mesmerized in its beauty Many say, Life is Beautiful Ah! Of course , it is May be I don’t know yet. May be I am […]
Sometimes when I am alone, I cry
I slowly drift into Dreams In the middle of the Day Weaving and drawing, A story In the empty sky, which is still a Mystery. The white snowy clouds Carpeting my incomplete stories The birds flying and singing Add music to the dull mysteries. The sweet innocent rain Cleaning the inaccuracies of my artwork The cold […]
Sunken Melody.
The Sun drowned into NightDanced in Patience Sang in Silence While I sank in darkness. The sweetness of the Song, Felt Bitter in its Melody. The Pleasant wind that blew, Felt Harsh in my face. Days swirled into Nights, And Nights into Days Time was an enemy, For it never cared about me. The Morning sunshine, […]
So Called ‘Love’ !
Disclaimer : I have no idea what the following context means. I just want to tell that even a person who hasn’t experienced this ‘thing’ ,what people call ‘love’ can write about it. But whateve’, never bother reading this. This is the ugliest and not even poetic. Just wanted to give a hand on it. But […]
The Tiger
Tiger, Tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare seize the fire? And what shoulder and what art Could twist the sinews […]
Rain.
“ I had been waiting for you so long, Every touch of yours ‘enriches’ me, Every splash of yours ‘delights’ me, Every drop of yours makes me ‘rejoice’, Every sense of yours fills my soul with ‘richness of life’,The pleasant breeze touches my heart,The coolness gives me ‘enthusiasm’,Walking through the wet lanes,I find the child me […]
My ideas died…
Where were the days? When I was happy, Happy at heart, Happy with what I had, Happy with the people, Who made me happy. Those days are gone, Says my inner myself It even says, Were there actually such days? In my life. Eventually my ideas died, My thoughts died, My inspiration died, My enthusiasm […]