Oct 2, 2012 | Creative Writing
Evening has stopped by
On the leaves
On the surface of the water in the bowl
On the grain birds left behind for tomorrow
On the dust of the temple bell
On the chirps that break this evening intermittently
On my hands that refuse to budge
sit askance we await
For the wind to blow
For the evening to lift this stagnant mood
To flow the time on the surface of this vaccum
To let the sounds fill the silence of this gloom
I twit my fingers till they agree to budge
Finally I see the orange ball dip down
To make a splash there
On the other shores
A lightening swish passes through my veins
And my horizon whispers a loud hello….
Sep 22, 2012 | Creative Writing
If I ever complained to you O wind
blow me away to the shores
where souls land to recuperate
where bodies enamoured of choicest embellishments
land from the skies and regain best of health
where I can regain to oscillate on my axis
and follow all the atoms those obey rules
if I ever happened to be in your way O’ wind
suck me in your folds and let me inhale
all the beauties that befall on you
for this life has spoken to me umpteen times
to not to get frightened for the nights shine brighter
the days are milder and the rains are smoother
if you make me merge in myriad hues of hearts’ desires
if I ever happened to unfollow you O’ wind
make my gait sharpened
flip me if you will
but pray not let the pain touch my soul
for here I need to rest for the remainder of the nights and days that follow…
Sep 20, 2012 | Creative Writing
magic of my feet made me walk
miles and miles of unknown roads
highways of futures unwritten
quoted signboards
quenched thirsts of wells forgotten by middle ages
wings that made the motors fly
free of steering wheels
brakes those forgot the feel of human foot
yet the walk happened for
my feet knew by heart
the magic of walk
miles and miles of walk…
Sep 20, 2012 | Creative Writing
shall we go where evenings stay young
where they don’t fall into traps of nights
silent dark silhouettes of imposing nights
shall we go where they call out our names
where we are not subjugated to terms related by blood
where when we look up from reading our books
we rise to compile lives, not the words or syllables
shall we go where we reach yet we stay imbibed in journey
where even if we reach, we reach nowhere
shall we sit holding hands and joining shoulders
whence we feel the need to get up, we stay united
shall we live longer than we are destined to
shall we die young and let not grow our bones brittle
shall we look straight and let days pass by knowingly
where nights don’t merge into mornings
they stay separated bright as the stars in my eyes…
Sep 13, 2012 | Creative Writing
lonely leaves of this red plant
swayed with the breeze
and whispered aloud
we shall fall or we might stay put
fold your hands or spread them in consecration
pray, sing, read, write, recite or walk
we shall abide by your soul
we shall nourish all your thoughts
we shall keep you abreast
of all times bad or good
be with us and be with yourself
sing and write
let your minion do your bidding
keep your dreams free of fear…
Aug 22, 2012 | Creative Writing
looking at the pouring rain I feel dwarfed
I inhale the essence of stray droplets on my palm
and I feel established within me
I look up to peep through the droplets
that cause my world to blur.
That streak of yearning
strays with the scattering twilight
chalks out a beam of wishes.
Strange are the ways of life.
I search for you in words
spoken and unspoken
I find you smiling where I never looked
am I surprised?
yes and no…
