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!”

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”

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”

Changing seasons of my heart

People come into your life Like seasons Some just pass by, Some for a reason. … Some feel like walking in summer, Bare feet in the sweltering heat, Leaving you parched and blistered, Agonised and beat. … Some are like the evergreen spring, Spreading the warmth of joy and happiness, Helping you bloom and blossom,Continue reading “Changing seasons of my heart”

Broken lines on a blank page

That is how the gods wrote our story, Equal parts tears and blood, Running between and Connecting the broken lines Or painting red, entire blank pages From wounded broken hearts. … Melancholy verses spill, From a shaking quill In shivering hands, Paper cuts trace Scarlet marks on a blank page, Bleeding poetry into broken linesContinue reading “Broken lines on a blank page”

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