Old yellowish walls with algal coats
Hanging flowerpots in the balcony
Black cable wires spread all over the roof
And the soothing aroma of evening tea
Placidity of that old mansion was a perfect escape for me
For it helped my inner self to apprehend the silence of life's unvoiced story.-
There are not one, not two, but infinite wires that connect you and me.
Invisible to the naked eyes, but heart knows it all I guess.-
Telephone poles, towers and
Wires, connecting people;
Clinging to the tree's limbs
Whispering secrets as they both
Flutter in the wind.
“The Wire” Series (4/6)-
Unfinished thoughts cluttered
Like tangled wires
In my head.
“The Wire” Series (1/6)-
All these wires around my bed
Connecting me to the people all around the world, charging my gadgets all the time.
But where is the one wire which I can use to charge myself?-
Precious moments of life
Entangled in the barbed
Wires of complexities.
“The Wire” Series (5/6)-
|~ How The Brain Wires! ~|
My brain is like a telephone pole
Wires jumbled everywhere.
It amazes me all the time
How our brains wire
How we connect and disconnect
How we correlate and compare
How unrelated things seems so same
With a single person's perspective
How it's transferred to another
Like painting on tissue papers
From one to another
From one to another
And another and another
Like the wires of the telephone
Like the brain to neurons
One to another
One to another
Endless, circle
Like Life itself
A simile like no other.-
the warm melt in your eyes.
They shiver at the touch of your glow
just so you know
they are not all made of steel.-
The same wires which lightened many homes on diwali, burnt many people with the contact of crackers!
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"धागों में उलझ के रह गयी है ज़िंदगी
इसका किनारा ही किरण है जीने की"
Ink Of Emotions
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