The fallen soldier!

He rests under the lush cedar tree, Wearing the armour of bravery, From the cage of time, he’s finally free, Under the canopy of stars, tonight he sleeps. … For long, he fought through blood and gore, Against the times, he waged a war, His sword has defeated many a foes, Before his body fellContinue reading “The fallen soldier!”

The poet in me

I took a stroll down memory lane, Looking back upon some unamended bonds, And a few smiling memories, And the poet in me got to work, To form an eidetic imagery For the stories that lay prest, Between the sealed lips that were once verbose. … The wandering poetic mind, Finds respite for my wearyContinue reading “The poet in me”

Music- language of soul

They say music transcends words, Wouldn’t you agree? For it leaves an everlasting mark On eternity. … Bridging gaps, erasing boundaries, Of language and society, All you need is a beat, And a passion for variety. … Music brings creation, A surge of passion, It lets you be the wizard, Who pours life into emotion.Continue reading “Music- language of soul”

Unheard story of a refugee

I come from a distant land, Laden under the weight of sorrows, Unbridled and threadbare, Holding on to unknown tomorrows. … My land was fruitful and merry, Ringing with joy and laughter, Until the day it became a horrendous scene, Of death, threats and manslaughter …. People running amok, Under the deluge of gunfire andContinue reading “Unheard story of a refugee”

Gifting a basket of happiness

Today I’m finally free From the agony of My self inflicted reveries, And the looming miseries. … I bundle up the love, That till now I gave to others, And wrap it in silver paper, Tying a satin along the corners. … The endless nights I spent awake, Orbiting with the moon, I douse themContinue reading “Gifting a basket of happiness”

Ecosystem restoration

Where would the cuckoo bird sing, Where would the rivers flow, Where would the deer gallop, Where would the wild flowers grow? … Where would the butterflies dance, How would the bees collect nectar, When wildfires devour our forests, Hectare by hectare. … When would we realise, How far we’ve come Savagely brutalising the mutedContinue reading “Ecosystem restoration”

Plant hope in the barren soul

Be a beacon of light In someone’s desolate depths, Be a flare of fun In someone’s glooming grief. … Bring out the childlike cheerfulness, From their dull dreariness, Bring the wandering weary home, And put them to some rest. … Hear them speak About their loneliness, Then hear some more, As they open up aboutContinue reading “Plant hope in the barren soul”

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