My soul is reaching out for you As my tears continue to roll like the fresh morning dew My heart continues to ache As I gaze, at the sea that reaches for the sky Its waves continue to die But it keeps yearning for the sky It listlessly cries There is no answers to its sighs.
I was like the cotton seed Happily floating in the summer breeze, Running to and fro I was too happy, Didn't want to grow, A cotton seed floating in the summer breeze. The farther I went, More joyfully I dreamt. Dreaming and twirling till the sky went dead. I swayed and swirled till the weather … Continue reading Journey of the Seed
To my husband, you are missed everyday, every minute, every hour, every second... I feel like the wave in the sea. A strong wave rises and falls, falling deep into the heart of the sea, trying to reconcile with reality. As the water sinks deeper, the turmoil grows stronger. The acceptance of truth is difficult, … Continue reading The Wave of the Sea
I'm living in a valley surrounded by the lofty mountains. A tiny streams cuts these giants cradling the world around it by its constant gurgling. The stream is sluggish these days. The shadows of winter have crept into the its soul. It meanders slowly in introspection and retrospection. It no longer caresses the shore, no … Continue reading The Valley
A broken feather does not wish to forget the memory of the sky. He still dreams about flying. The shell always carries the memory of the sea. Sometimes it becomes difficult to let go of a life that defined you. The memories will stay till your final day. Here is a poem about a broken feather, detached from his bird, its story needs to be heard.
This is a poem about two star crossed lovers- the dew and its leaf. The dew shall return every night even if it has to fall in the morning light.
How will the nightingale sing in the moonless night? Will she betray the songs that caress us all? Can she sing without her love ? Will her pain give the freedom that her love couldn’t give?
One day at a time With gratitude and sunshine One day at a time Until your life rhymes One day at a time... Hug yourself for being alive today You are not choosing to be solemn and grey You are feeling the rhythm of your breaths Stretching your limbs in good health Opening your eyes … Continue reading One Day at a Time
Even at my lowest I didn’t give up, Even at my lowest I continued to run. Do you think you can break me now ? I’m ready for another round. No matter how much you criticise or hate , I will be myself I shall not wait, Shall not wait for the sun to rise, … Continue reading You cannot break me now
There can not be anything more special than a hand written letter sent from the highest post office of the world. I'm in Spiti: The Land of Lamas and I have reached Hikkim. Hikkim has the highest post office in the world. I sent three post cards and bought a number of post cards and got it … Continue reading Hikkim : World’s Highest Post Office
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