What hurts the most? The goodbye you don’t see coming, The friendship you don’t see ending, The leaf, whose agony of falling, Goes unseen with the wind.. The transient blast of a supernova, The birth of a creation, Who is to measure.. The magnitude of its explosion?? The parting of a dear one, That leftContinue reading “Pain never vanishes”
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One moon is not enough
So they taught in school, That Jupiter has 79 moons, And Saturn has 82, If people lived on those planets, What would they do?? How would they tell one moon from another, And how would they study stuff, And that always made me wonder, If one moon is ever enough. To be someone’s muse, ToContinue reading “One moon is not enough”
Furniture of my heart
Welcome to the humble abode of my heart, Just mind your head a bit, And leave your shoes in the steel blue shoe rack, In the hallway of the inferior vena cava. … Let me invite you for tea, In the autumnal red atrium, Passing through the tricuspid door entry, Leaving our rancour outside. …Continue reading “Furniture of my heart”
Lajja
LAJJA Could mean apprehension A reluctance to open up, Could mean reserved, Or even hesitation, The best version by far is coyness, The muse, alluring its artist.
You’re not alone
No one may have known of the times you’ve stared at yourself in the mirror, Wondering where you went wrong, Or of the sleepless nights, You spent doubting your worth, Of the times you sat alone in the rocker, With your mug of stale coffee, Wondering where it all started going downhill, Or those timesContinue reading “You’re not alone”
Picture of you
Can I take a picture of you? An undisguised, unfiltered you, Candid and ruthlessly raw, Giggling childishly without a care in the world. Let me take this picture of you, Preserving your happy, undaunting spirit, For lest I ever see you disheartened, I’d present it to you. Let me picture you in the sun, BaskingContinue reading “Picture of you”
Saving grace!
And she, lost in her tremulous monotony, Walking across the crowded street, Taking one calculated step after another, Heard a hearty chuckle from a bench, fixed under an old oak tree. She stopped in her tracks and turned around, To see where it had come from, Bothered not because it was too loud, But moreContinue reading “Saving grace!”
Home
A home, Long lost, far fetched, Nostalgia sets in, an intangible homesickness, A place faraway, yet close to the heart, An ineffable feeling of losing something that I never had, A place I’ve always wanted to return to, A place aching with hoarded memories, Hiraeth in my bones, A home!!
Adventure of an ecstatic heart!
You’re like the essay that slowly transitions into poetry, The words spilling like grains of sand from my hand, They scatter across, the more I try to pull them together, Slowly weaving themselves into a fairy tale story!! You’re like the moonlight that’s still there on a new moon day, Like the silent whispers ofContinue reading “Adventure of an ecstatic heart!”
Wabi Sabi 