i hear a voice that chimes from North the one i lust for chimes from South oblivious to all the bugels and shells concocting my own puny world i try to find myself in your songs, in heaps of the photographs you tirelessly clicked that day Futile- call me if you may imagine the fruits i can hold make believe- so be it Advertisements Continue reading makebelieve
I wonder, and under deep in the ocean, how would it taste? Like, the sweetness of fest, a metallic leftover. I resist but revisit, my ocean of vastness, the scorching rays shone on me, heat gently, and rover. Cracks form, and appear until, you rain over, Continue reading I wonder..
You should see the roses dance on my skin. The pink levitating like a fever above my chin, when your words appear on my brightest screen, my worries disappear. You are the quiet healer I wonder if you are aware of the fireworks you bring the symphony you sing. *A message that shall go unheard or rather shall never be passed on to … Continue reading
The one living on the first floor of mine, goes on a stroll leaving ajar the door. Invisible yet potent air, rushes to fill in the gap the vacuum sucks or is engulfed there Like, A black hole, aloof and feared somewhere in nowhere is fast healing the seared Continue reading The one living on the first floor
What was once is not any more, until the energy fills in. What is today shall not be tomorrow, the nature is harsh to begin. Continue reading What is today shall not…
A moment among Star Morning in the mountains Days fluffed in the clouds When everybody are I lie under a fountain No less than in shroud Living in the memoir Nothing seems certain Yet it starts to sprout With a book and a guitar Draws up the curtain Comes alive the devout And a moment among star Morning in the mountains Days fluffed in the … Continue reading A moment among Star
Fresh love pumps the River in my veins; like the jaded particles jump and reign-s as the rain droplets beat the drums; my heart sways like the tender twigs, my eyes sparkle like the dew. Fresh love breathes in me a life force. Fresh love comes and it pores, my thoughts leap and levitate to strum of its strings till Fresh love breaks my day, … Continue reading River in my veins