tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19452849538856210252024-03-13T23:20:39.373-07:00My Personal HavenBooks are my muse!
But, a new world in my mind is a distraction, until it is in black and white!
Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.comBlogger195125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-77169924178952985112023-09-01T09:36:00.001-07:002023-09-01T09:36:21.776-07:00Through the glassThe music was playing softly in my ears with the song trying to compete against the voice of the lady near me. Hopefully that is not a matter of confidence because the whole bus was audience to the chatter that was going on about someone in her family. The lady who was listening intently to the conversation was not even blinking her eyes. Has she gone into a sleep with eyes wide open? Or has she Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-83193737640208298972023-06-06T11:02:00.001-07:002023-06-06T11:02:40.728-07:00FutureFuture standing at the doorWith welcoming hands. I stand before herAnd look at the darkness That was her eyes.Her cold hands touched mine,Looking at the blank smile,That was a gate toThe depth of her despairs,I withdrew my hands.I willingly walked this way.Future was a breath of fresh airIn my dreams, with my eyes closed.But, her stench was nauseating,From the door she was standing at.IVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-26208621148179379612023-05-21T12:00:00.001-07:002023-05-21T12:01:44.508-07:00End of Journey Sometimes, You look forward to the journey And sadness enters at the end of it.Sometimes,The end looks more enchanting And looks like the reasonable answerFor every burning question. But, Should one wait and see whether The journey will become better?Or cut the journey shortEnd it, and be at peace?Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-82308781989096067692023-04-26T11:11:00.001-07:002023-04-26T11:11:37.552-07:00Fears and CriesThe little fears Accompanying the little criesGuarded well by the lonelinessThat never stops expanding.The promised better futureEnding up worser than yesterday. All the hopes of happiness Lingering as a pale ghost.The days that keep repeatingCarrying the anxiety of life;Will it ever bring the smileThat is always so elusive?!The walk that is tiringKeeping me in the same place;Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-11088153571254764182023-03-28T18:01:00.001-07:002023-03-28T18:01:43.198-07:00Staying afloat, and for what?Dreams have stopped making the entry Eyelids refuse to close anymorePainful silence surrounding the roomStaring at the wallTime continues to go.The hope that once was a anchor is lostDetached and without a shoreI keep wandering,Not searching for something to hold on,Just staying afloat. Looking at the innumerable wavesFinding that one huge waveEnough to engulf meIs what will make me Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-26900107323474997002023-02-03T11:05:00.001-08:002023-02-03T11:05:53.625-08:00Doomed StarImagining itself as special,It lived a happy life.And one fine day,It came to know that,It was indeed a star,Like millions of other stars.That shined so bright,But with borrowed light.Even stars die.And until then,They shined for others.Doomed to live a life,That was never for its own,It had no other way,But to shine in meaningless life,Until death stopped it.Even if it is blessed to be born Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-27108290564416354472023-01-08T07:43:00.001-08:002023-01-08T07:43:38.012-08:00A FoolYou keep on giving,And end up an empty shell.As a fool, you thought,You will be loved. Life was not fair,But you thought otherwise.You still expect a change,The last laugh will be heard,But, definitely not yours.In a world full of love,To having never seen it,Must be a curse.Living Unloved,Will your sins come undone?Smile like you mean it,For that is an art,You need in this life.May be when Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-58976142003880409642023-01-08T06:44:00.000-08:002023-01-08T06:43:59.973-08:00Silence Forever I want to be surrounded by silence, A silence that will make me deaf.I want to break free from loneliness,Even when I am never alone.I want to feel what it is like to be happy,Atleast for once in my life.I want to learn not to love,So that it doesn't end up hurting me.I want to not stare into space and cry,Feeling so lost in life.I want to let go of everything and fly, And may be then, Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-19318537086945131102022-12-27T09:12:00.001-08:002022-12-27T09:12:55.919-08:00Shall we?Let us keep talking late into the night,Until the time goes far away from sight.I want to stare at those sparkling eyes,Tilting my head and smiling with shyness.Burying my head on the strong shoulder,I can feel the heart grow less colder.If the moment could last a little longer,I will etch it in my memory as a wonder. Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-5515848787805772672022-08-30T18:00:00.001-07:002022-08-30T18:00:06.014-07:00Always enchanting!The evening, the end of the dayWas fast approaching. A palette of pale pink and blue,Formed an enchanting sight to holdUp there in the sky for everyone to see.Looking at it brought in a calmWhich brought along happiness.From the moving car,I tried to memorise the sceneAs much as possible Before it could disappear forever.The rain that started alongMade me pray for delay of the darkness&Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-79147519578664152502021-11-03T16:46:00.001-07:002021-11-03T16:46:50.811-07:00Death and MemoriesSitting in Casualty at 5am on the day of Diwali, I realized that declaring death will never be an easy job. No matter what the age of the person, you have people mourning for them.Even if you think that he would have lived a complete life at 90 years of age, you cannot feel at ease breaking the news to the family.The cries of despair will always remain the same. The sound still dominating the Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-87355212226358274302021-06-17T05:03:00.000-07:002021-06-17T05:03:56.375-07:00Siesta
Lying flat on the cozy mattress, hearing the sound of the rain softly grazing the ground, with the smell of earth enchanting the nose, I look up at the ceiling. Nothing illustrious to look up there, just few tattered bits of stickers that glow in the dark remain.
The room has become dark even though it was just 4 in the evening and only a bit of light come through the sliver of gap in Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-9275202775676583922021-06-09T06:16:00.001-07:002021-06-09T06:16:50.614-07:00Best LifePink suffocating the blue sky,Looking at it,There is a sense of completeness.The warmer it grew,My heart sang a song.Standing there,Looking at the birds fly, The sun setting,If I can stand here,Looking at the falling rainAnd the deep sunset,I can assure myself That this is the best life!Let me be here for eternity!Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-29114025579438055392021-06-05T16:58:00.001-07:002021-06-05T17:00:59.407-07:00A New DayWaking up before the sunOn that hot summer morning, She found herself realizing That her days seemed complete And momentarily charming.Was it the beautiful sunrise,That she sees everyday?It could be the birds,That sing and danceJoyously on the sky.Was it the wonderful breezeThat graces her during dusk?But, she knew her song,That seeked out to her among The lullabies the birds Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-39993414015710393882021-06-02T04:02:00.000-07:002021-06-02T04:02:33.943-07:00When?When do you realize that you are beyond the point of trying?
When your shoulders slump or from the deep inner sigh that you never knew you wanted to do?
When do you realize that life will never be easier?
When every step is painful and yet you continue, just to end up at the start?
When do you realize that you will be the only person you will ever need?
When you see your shadow is the only oneVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-75127093309695711592021-05-29T06:00:00.000-07:002021-05-29T06:00:59.271-07:00SheShe was standing near the window, clutching the window. She gripped it hard. The pressure brought pain to her palms. She clutched it even harder.
The room was silent except for the faint sound of the fan, which was synchronizing itself with the silence of the room.
The window was a gate to a different world. But, she wasn't interested in that. She wasn't even in the current world because she wasVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-21219374910703144582021-05-29T05:57:00.001-07:002021-05-29T05:57:44.808-07:00Yesterday The yesterday That refuses to stay buriedAnd me,Tied to the past.Both of us are a match made in Heaven,The bond is so strong.My painful yesterday loves me moreThan the blissful tomorrow. I love it even more.Though,With each breath of love,I lose myself. May be,May be,Once I am completely lost,I can finally cut the rope.Then,Can I see the sunrise tomorrow?Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-60966539294129876212021-05-29T05:57:00.000-07:002021-05-29T05:57:21.051-07:00The NightThe calmness of the night,That I will always envyBeckoned me to come admire it.The darkness it possesed, That I was enchanted with,Made me one among it.The stillness of the surroundings, That muffled a thousand screams,Engulfed me in silence.The chilness of the wind,That breezed through so freely,Untied my wings and made me fly.Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-80342645847396856302021-05-29T05:55:00.000-07:002021-06-01T18:01:49.375-07:00Beyond and YonderIf there is something I want to say,I will write it better,Especially when combined with the drowsiness and the exhilarating feeling of an insomniac occupying me. I am better than myself when I let go of the conscious. My soul must be really frustrated for I never let it do anything of its own? Will I know the right time to set it free? Or will it leave me alone and fly away?If my Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-62588298014375402442021-05-29T05:54:00.000-07:002021-05-29T05:54:32.256-07:00Farewell, My Gloomy heart!Farewell my gloomy heart,The last day of wallowing in pity was yesterday,For, I am a bird, flying in the vast sky today.Cries, sufferings and miseries,I am going to bury them in the seas.Can you hear my voice?They are screaming aloud looking at my poise.What a breath of fresh air!I would give it to you, only if I can share!I can hear you beating fast, my dear heart,Don't worry, I am off to a Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-54185696067877596342021-05-29T05:51:00.001-07:002021-05-29T05:51:52.761-07:00Normal daysThe sun has almost set,Rooms are becoming dark and cool.Roads are almost empty The sullen sounds seem unrealI try to make myself napAmid the darkness.Eyes close and try their best,But the ears perk up everytimeAn ambulance pass by,Which was every minute.I heave a sigh.Those days,The normal days.Seem like a Mirage now!I can feel the yearning for them.The yearning to go to the beach,And enjoy Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-41391354973723312412021-03-20T00:26:00.000-07:002021-03-20T00:26:26.115-07:00The Moon and the Star"Can we be together?", the moon asked the star."We are together!", said the star."Forever?", asked the moon, looking mesmerized at the dazzling light from the star."As long as you want", said the star shyly."As long as I am there, I love you", said the moon.The star smiled at the moon and relished under the glory of the bright moon.Days passed, and the moon faded every day until one fine day, it Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-11810933113766144102021-03-05T01:44:00.000-08:002021-03-05T01:44:42.950-08:00Happiness The most difficult thing is,Convincing myself,To sleep an extra hour.To spend a minute staring at the tree,That has always been there. To find a place to let out the tears, Without hurting anyone else.To close my eyes at night,Without worrying about the day I have to wake up to.To live everyday, knowing it will not be easy,To find the happiness.That elusive happiness,That even Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-58615163478624276452021-01-07T01:47:00.001-08:002021-01-07T01:47:15.216-08:00The Rain cloudI want to take those rain clouds, And keep it for myself.When the darkness comes to haunt me,They will fear the dark clouds,And might leave me alone.When I feel the world suffocating me,I can look at them,And they might cry for me.When the loneliness creeps my heart,I can hug themAnd they might embrace my silly life When everything else is lost,I will still have something to cherish,TheVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1945284953885621025.post-68977821551728130842020-10-08T14:12:00.000-07:002020-10-08T14:12:29.976-07:00Dreams have an expiry dateA dream died todayFinding a way to mourn it,I found no shoulder to cryIt was the only dreamThat made me forget the pastAnd hope for the futureIt left me todayAnd i stand hereCrying inside,Looking at the sky,Looking at everything in front of me,Looking through my imagination,To find the will, again.And the world looks at me, silentlyMaking me wonder whether I am deafBecause I cannot hear anyone Vhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00650761471220469616noreply@blogger.com0