We were together from the beginning,Him and I;He smiles down at meAnd here I am,Helpless. Bewitched.By an unannounced law. His blinding aurafollows me whenever I goOmnipresent;So, I just smile at him in responseand like a dropkeep going with his flow. Says I’m the only one for him,only one capable of life.
What is summer if not theexcitement brought byfragrance of springtangled in cold wind,running through the hillsdesperately,to reach the soil bloomingin plains?? The sun shinning over treesThe source of light and heatcuring blues of winter patientlyand the pearly clouds aroundplaying hide and seek.Doesn’t the Sky feel dreamy? The enticing aromaof fleshy mangoesis scattered around thespring dominating… Continue reading Summer
Another day while I was trying to escape from the dark, I saw this boy in middle of the park. Everyone was sitting in shade but he sat in open, The smile on his face was near to broken. Instead of sky I started staring him, when our eyes met his went dim. He got… Continue reading Garden
Life is a dictionary of things.Most come and go.Some make us homeothers are at a distance,But none of them are lost.Like tears, they remain,always a part of us.With a few bold decisionsthey say“You can take anything you want.”But, what about the things thatdon’t belong to us?Is it ethical to run and cryfor things?Or do we… Continue reading Dictionary
Don’t just hear,listenwhat one wordwhisper to other,Here, all the words areadjacent yet farhow they managed to exist,I wonder. Also, Instagram
My thoughts chock themselves in fear of being perceived, More or less I want the world to stay deceived. For they are more than just metaphor and fancy words, I am painting Volcanoes which are barely heard. ~🧜♀ Also Instagram.