"લાગે છે આ આકાશ આજે તોફાને ચડ્યું છે."
"હોઈ શકે કદાચ હિબકે ચડ્યું હોય."
"આ કોણ બોલ્યું?"
"અરે, આ તો એક વાદળી બોલી."
"વાદળી નહીં વરસીને શાંત થઈ ગયેલી એક વાદળી."-
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At times I break down so easily
at times it takes longer to crack
but every time I pick up my pieces
sometimes with help
sometimes with myself
and I get up and get to the work
I get up, get dressed and show up
sometimes with fear inside to break
again and sometimes with belief
in myself again, I walk with myself
finding my destinations, hoping
until I become hopeless yet I
keep going on with myself just
to feel myself again, sounds simple
but nothing feels greater than the
joy of being yourself after so long
believing that you can walk with
yourself, discovering that
you can do it all by yourself
all along the way no matter
how long is the way ahead.-
Love I waited for
for years, still waiting
meanwhile love for books
helping with remaining years.-
Dear mother,
I am old enough to be an adult and you're getting older, yet you still love me
like a child and nothing else makes me so much happier than
being tucked in your arms forever.-
Logging out
is a need of an hour
but it doesn't arise
at this hour, it came in
my sight before a few months
but I think it accumulated
over the years, never giving
myself break is crazier
that my body keeps halting
me through my daily hauls,
and logging out is not
going to be the once in
a while festival but daily ritual,
hence it's the time to find myself
be with myself, see you
tomorrow or maybe later.-
How do I find my worth
with the things that I own
or with the things I do,
less things I own makes
me little unhappy sometimes
but the ownership I have
is tremendous because
I own my ownership for
as long as I want and
that's the worth I find
from life instead of
finding my worth.-
Many moments I am happy
but many days I am not
and it's okay now I know
and I am okay with it too
but having you around
is my peace and my safety
and then when you laugh
when you are happy about things
small and big makes me happy
reminds me of what is happy
unless you're pulling my leg
that makes me angry, and
your cuddles and food
your secret whispers of me
being your favourite and not sister
makes me happiest so I think
mother, you are my happy
I am your poem and
this is my poem happy.-
Fascinated by computers
became friends with logic
nowadays building products.-
Sail through the storm
and come out as a winner
I remembered some lines
but isn't that a once in
a lifetime thing or maybe
twice or thrice, I think so
because on most days
you walk through the water
some days you swim
and some days you ride
the wave and reach the
other side of the day, and
before you know you have
passed the years reaching
the places in life including
the one you stand at now,
when you look back
you know you have sailed
through and became a winner
remembering some storms
and somehow forgetting
so many tides.-
25th poem I recited yesterday, decided
to write 26th at the end of the day and
almost forgot like yesterday so wrote this to save the day.-