A Gentle Reminder

Colors The colour , the shades, the chrome, or the hue, My life had none , no red, no green , or the blue, The sketches, the croquis,all got their splash of color, hear me say, And the canvas of my life still longs for freedom from white and grey, How could you , O', … Continue reading A Gentle Reminder →

Poetry powers me

Poetry, a unique art, is ordering of words,A poet's muse, his smiles, his pain unheard,His thoughts , and echo of his heart,Poetry is his solace, not just a piece of art,His pen racing with his thoughts,Whether making sense to the world ,It's his experience of his truth of being,Why expect everytime pearls in string,Sometimes may … Continue reading Poetry powers me →

बारिश

बारिशें होने लगी आज फिर , फिर समां सा बंधने लगा, सब ख्यालों को विराम दीजिये, पकोड़ो पर ध्यान दीजिए, चाय की चुस्कियों के साथ थोड़ा गपशप भी दर्ज कीजिये यादों के बटवे को खोल कर, खुशियों की रेजगारी खर्च कीजिये हर बून्द जब मिट्टी से टकराये मिट्टी कुछ यूं शरमाये चिपक सी बस आपस … Continue reading बारिश →

The land unseen

The wings of the writer take him to the land unseen, The land of fantasies, and the land of dreams, Where , imagination is his king and creativity is the queen And the string of words , flowing as streams. Oh! How boundless are his powers to hold, The infinite dimensions of universe could only … Continue reading The land unseen →

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