There is beauty in your imperfections, The things that are most true, Are filled with flaws, covered in cracks, You stumble on your sentences, Forget the words that you need, You are real, To those parading as perfection, Pay them no heed, For it is you and how you feel, It is you and those… Continue reading Be You
A beautiful thought from Bhagwad Gita... Our lives, What? A travail of unrequited desires, A quest to fill coffers, With so many and so much. The quench insatiable, Always wanting more, Never happy. And one day, It is all gone. Just in a whiff. All his life, Having been, Tantamount to not been, For he… Continue reading Life -it is….
A life, The trail of thought, The wave of emotion, The stormy surf on cobbled sand, A blend!
You spend years of life, Years of life that go by, Years that you dreamt of, Years that you cherished with dreams of life. Years roll by, All in a silent cacophony, The nimble tread of time, You failed to hear it's chimes, It eavesdropped, It knew your secret desires. But the stealthy elf, It… Continue reading Play of Time
New beginnings, New hopes, New dreams to unfold! As you light up myriad lights, Their luminiscence sparkles in your eyes, As you aspire to tread on paths, Where you feared to tread. The incandescent glow, It lights your way in dark. Come what may, You know you will find your way. You got lost in… Continue reading Happy Diwali
The circle of life, It begins where it ends, And after traversing myriad paths, You realize too late, That you are where you began. Deceptive de-tours, Digressing paths, Angles that falsely subtend, It was all a facade. For nothing changed, You thought that you had moved on, Moving onto new horizons, Inching towards a life.… Continue reading Life in a circle…..
When the world crumbles, And you stand at the precipice, Staring into the deep gorges around, A dark abyss. A slip here and down you go, A cascade into an empty void. As you gaze into the horizon, A shaft of light streams in, Sheathed and clouded, You hang onto the tiny ray, In hope… Continue reading The gorge
Life goes on, On and on. On one day, And another, It is the same. So? I ask , Ask this, This to myself, So often. But? But what? Life will go on, On and on, A punctual clock, Each day the the same, Each minute the same, Each second the same. And I? I… Continue reading A soliloquoy