We always wish to get attention and not mere attendance of people we love. Being a part and being a participant, makes a remarkable distinction. Ipseity Am I alone, or ,that's just a piece of thought, as,.......the breeze whispers quietly,that there she is ,Every drop of rain,markIt's presence in my life ,the flowers wave to … Continue reading Ipseity
कौन हूँ मैं
आज न जाने क्यों मुझे, खुद के ही वजूत की तलाश है, कुछ सवाल पूछने हैं मुझे , क्या समय आपके पास है, कभी अजन्मी हूँ मैं, चूम ही न सकी जीवन को , आती तो वजूत पा ही जाती, ऐसा पूर्ण विश्वास है, जीवन के चक्रव्यूह में, जो आयी भी ,तो न समझ सकी, … Continue reading कौन हूँ मैं
My missing piece
Deep in my heart ,resides a precious pearl ,it grows with every smile,I adorn on those faces,unseen , unheard , unidentified ,it shrinks with every falling tear ,that sqeezes it mercilessly,my cherished pearl ,Is my missing piece 💕💕💕
Misty
misty morning ,bestowing transcendence ,as sunshine,engulfing darkness,ever surmounting ,eyes meeting golden rays,through the veil of leaves,little boats of imagination,carrying musings to and fro ,intermittent, slowly gathering ,momentum though ,,,,,
The part of me, that remained untitled
unveiling subtly ,fibre to fibrethe part of me ,that remained untitled,fused with fiction ,fuelled by emotion,that pseudo “me “,breathing for dimensions ,surrendered in silence ,absorbing Life’s potion !!!!!
Approve my denial
the solace of my soul ,asks for approval, approve my denial,I wish to face the storm ,Bless ,denial to the feelings,that bruised me deep?denial to the promises,loved ones couldn’t keep ,denial to the expectations,saturating my hopes!!!!!!!!!




