Adorn with rigid scars.
Enduring the vivid dusk and dawn
you shines in darkest of days.
There isn't a limit to the vibrancy
of the beauty you acquire.
You own the nature's applause as
clouds and stars are your regnant attire.-
"I am always there in you. Wh... read more
... I can see us embracing the wind
with affinity we learned to harbour.
Like a space is pulling us
to which we were unknown.
The world I have only imagined
is getting crafted infront of me,
the world I only heard stories about
is slowly becoming a reality of
the world between the special two...-
YOGA,
a meditation,
Meditation of spirituality.
Meditation of consciousness.
Meditation of subconsciousness.
Meditation of nerves.
Meditation of muscles.
Meditation of blood.
Meditation of organs.
Meditation of all senses.
Meditate till there's only darkness,
till there's a light in that darkness,
till the mind forgets everything,
till there's no feel of gravity,
till all the senses emerges into one
and give the true meaning of Yoga.
Meditate till you master the meditation.-
the heart ache as I sit there,
looking at the longed faces,
the good thing drifted away from them.
One on left - another on the right
a strange silence between father and son.
witnessed to their many fights.
Arguments independent to win or lose,
stopping them never did any good,
quiet unbelievable for it's silly ignite.
Pacifier I was, always wanted peace,
being young sister or daughter was mistake,
all their aggress on each other
was bringing me my plight.
How to explain the love of son,
how to explain the love of father,
how will my efforts fill the void
as now there resides a world gape.
Still inside running is the same blood
but it's a say, it's an estrange relation
where you see a little less hope for further.-
"Just a Dream or Way to Destiny"
Enormous words in my mouth are
fighting each other to jump out,
while he speaks like melting butter
my weirdness giving a humorous shout.
Slowly we talked, slowly we laughed
the heart calms down from beating fast...-
*our guest, Leap Day*
a known guest from far
comes once in a while.
Day we count to meet
like a member of family
who shows up with treat.
Like new flowers of spring
which defines the beauty
of the small new beginnings.
Like land long for the
drop of first drizzle after
fighting off scorching summer.
Like amalgamation of memories
made in moments of previous years
celebrate the one and only
favorite guest and a known peer.
With this rare member of a big family
we make adorning memories.
Then the member leave with tears
keeping the invisible door left ajar
to wait for another little while
with hope and contagious smile.-
so, it's all about perception.
Where one describes it
as an angel,
the other explains it
as devil in disguise.-
there could be
beauty in complexity,
but where there is simplicity
there is always purity.-