Finding silence

September 8, 2017 § Leave a comment

If you close your eyes

and listen closely,

there is a certain silence

amidst all this chaos.

It’s not outright visible. No.

It’s right there though.

It’s sound beaming at you.

Yes, silence

has a sound too.

You can’t identify it, because

The water in you is not

steady, and neither are you

ready.

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An endless ride

November 13, 2016 § Leave a comment

Come my dear.
Let’s just go
for a ride.
I don’t know where.
But let’s just go.
Don’t ask me
how far.
That too I don’t know.
All I know is,
we have a new life
in our hands now.
That’s a good reason
to start living ourselves,
isn’t it?
Why are we still
Stuck in mundane?
Come, let’s pack our bags
and leave.
Just the three of us.
Let’s go far. Let’s
cross the borders of our
comforts. For once, let’s
drive outside the system.
I promise you,
it will be worth it.
Let’s go till where
the sun ends, and
begins again.
I’m sure the new horizons
will cure all pain.
The fast moving trees
is a better sight than the
drudging traffic. The pine scented
breeze and the winding roads
are better than the what
we now have around.
If you want to call it
running away,
then call it so.
But remember, we are not
running away from life, but
For a life. So
come my dear,
let’s go for a ride.
Are you ready?

Down the winding river

January 10, 2016 § Leave a comment

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I’ll row row
row my boat,
gently down
the stream.

I’ll see how far
this teak oar,
will take me down
the dream.

Out through the window

November 8, 2015 § Leave a comment

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Out through the Window

There is mountain beyond this mist.
And out through the window
I ought to go.

But no, my time has not come.
I have to build my way up
From the root to the crown.

I know my wait
will not go in vein.
So i’ll hold.

For now I know, where
I belong, and where
I have to go.

A quiet time

October 15, 2015 § Leave a comment

I’m glad to have this Sunday.
A quiet time, and  my own time.

I woke up early, and had my tea.
The air was still cold and crisp, and it was nice
To take in the moment with hot sips.
Observing the sunny street
I stand in midst of the herbs’ mists,
And my clouded mind, settles.

By the way, did you see the quarrel in the sky?
In between the sharp sun and the
Raining clouds? No? Oh?
May be you didn’t notice because
It wasn’t a quarrel at all!
May be… it was just a simple truce
Between the two, the light and the shower,
To make my lazy Sunday, beautiful.

With long deep breaths, I took the day slow,
like the gradual change in the sky above.
For I know, the racing minds reach no where.
I have my destination, and I’ll enjoy the journey.

I’m in no hurry, just like this Sunday.
A quiet time and my own time.

The good night

July 21, 2015 § 4 Comments

The nights are sweeter.
It is a time when,
my thoughts are clear.

The dark hour
is where I find
everything bright.

I go to far places.
Above mountains
and below seas.

Fly through the clouds
and stare at the sun.
I then turn to see, me
in my own skin.

I see through faces
Black and white.
And think of ways
To make things right.

In these waning hours,
While I count the stars,
Waiting for the rebirth,
Eons of thoughts pass.

A view from above

July 17, 2015 § 3 Comments

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A carpet of amber lights,
spread in the dark night.

What was once a small settlement,
moving now like an army of ants.

Below is of choice
Of life, stuck in mundane.

But from above,
It’s a wonder.

Golden sea on one side
And crimson on the other.

Seamlessly they draw awe,
From that absolute k-os.

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