Yes, no propaganda, no hustles, no despairing efforts to tell people it’s a day we await every year, no inane posts on FB as if it was the last day on this restrained earth and am the only one celebrating a special day of its kind. Yes, we all love moments in life, and weContinue reading “prelude to a special day”
Category Archives: poetry
tall shot to glory
I loved the way I was able to capture this. Not the beauty but eloquence.
tall claims of jury
Standing tall, if we can say that. But not in feet is a withheld disclaimer as falling flat before wink of an eye is a traditional fiasco. Usual despairing quotes doing the rounds.
the brighter few
Randomised. Eyes. Hotspots. Urban ore. Blessed and counting.
unanimously holy
Miles apart and in different geographies. Yet, message of divinity remains the same. Belief and retrospection are relatively conjunctive. Yet, being human is so damn difficult. Why us? Let’s be we.
Wise Word
The flashy overtone makes sense. We must confess that it’s seldom used. We only get flat brains and foul mouth. Oops! Am not talking about the zooming road lines here. # rbtl
night talk
Moment of glory is often found behind the carpet of conspicuous darkness. Ironically subtle, the moon-ly feeling makes it creepier.
the float state
Scattered and hanging, above all else. With little to see below and very little to watch above, the only place to fathom justice is the airy beacon of uncertain serenity. Looks like a playground, minutes later looks like a famished desert. Then, looks like an island in the Middle East and divulges in to aContinue reading “the float state”
seeing through I
sometimes, am just benevolent but retrospective about what would have gone through if I didn’t do what I did to be in the place where I am today. This is how it would look – a far cry with a twisted turn and lush landscapes.
the imperfect shot, almost.
Yes, was caught up in indigenous patents – significant and sometimes, not so much. But couldn’t resist this view – the packet loss sky, fluttering leaves out of the scattered haven, a hungry highway with bustling moves, the fading lights of a promising evening under the blue carpet. All yours, for today.
inner verses
Beneath waters, under it. Holy shrine and its ubiquitous errand of godly flavours. Look around, you don’t see nobody. Yes, you see yourself in a splatter of thoughts and grievances. Think, you aren’t here for the missed substance. You are here to attain the soul of immortals. Sanity, here I come and bestow upon you.Continue reading “inner verses”
crazy little moments
your smile when I wake up is the sweetest good morning wish. you sitting in my lap when I have my lunch makes me drool over you in a flash of cuddling romance. another smile when I leave for work keeps me soaked for the rest of my day. when I am back, your smileContinue reading “crazy little moments”
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