She had learnt how to love herself, And that was the most dangerous weapon of all. She changed the hoary paradigms, As she set precursors new. New beginnings, Distant shores, Lands beyond and unknown, She strove to find her lot.
Courage hidden, In the deepest recesses of her heart, In the words that she wanted to say, But would never dare. But she did not silence those voices, For it gave wings to her dreams, Telling her of sunny days, And rainbows on the horizon. Courage hidden, A visage docile, But a steely grit, And… Continue reading Courage
Someday and sometime, And somewhere, You will find your moorings. You will meander along the cobbled plains, Braving the buffeting, Riding the tempestuous wave, And chiselled refined. Reflections galore, Musings manifold, Memories distant unfold, Myriad flashes in symphony. All roll before you, As you drift along. You hold on to them tight, Seeking solace, For… Continue reading Someday and Sometime
We walk, Striving to reach, Where we so fear to tread, Stumbling but surpassing the best, Fearless.
Pages of life, Turning one by one, Each telling a story. A story of love, A story of hope, A story of braving the odds, A story of fighting the twists of fate. She was left to traverse unknown alleys, On her own she walked. She looked askance, Myriad faces drifting by, She held out… Continue reading She lived to tell
If you look on the sidelines, In the dark corners, You'll find her, Hidden by her mane, Her nose in a book. With her head in the clouds, Hiding her feelings, Away from the world, If you sat by her, While the world passed you by, She would tell you a story. Behind the pain… Continue reading Her story
Losing myself, Walking under the life willows, I did not feel sad.
Dreams broken, And crushed into myriad pieces infinite. She was blighted, Her lustre waned, Happiness eclipsed. But a tiny spark somewhere, It still lingered in a closed niche. The innate fire refused to die, The fiery winds could not douse the bright spark. Her zest inflamed the tiny spark. It roared and raged consuming all,… Continue reading Broken
Juxtaposing too many things together, Juggling all the balls, One by one with elan, That none slipped from her hand. Tying all the loose ends up, Sewing them tight, Closing the crevices, Plugging the loopholes, She made many out of few, She made much out of little. She let the waters deluge all, Only to… Continue reading Juxtaposing,an Art
You held my hand, And we walked along. Together we walked, Came rain,came sunshine, But we walked along. I trusted you, More than I trusted anyone else I trusted you, More than I trusted myself. So I walked along eyes closed. But as we walked along, You still held my hand, But the support had… Continue reading Together we walked