The Journey Continues… a poem
Trouble, only trouble for my soul I bring knowingly when I let my heart astray and walk along the way which leads nowhere but dilemmas and dismay (which we all know well). For the human I am, I will err.…
Trouble, only trouble for my soul I bring knowingly when I let my heart astray and walk along the way which leads nowhere but dilemmas and dismay (which we all know well). For the human I am, I will err.…
"No! I shall never go back! "Never shall I! "I never shall go "to that street again!" Firm was his choice and flawed was his fate. Who could ever rejoice standing on the heaven's gate? Tell me any single…
The Sun rises every morning in the east but not for me alone! Gods have vanished from the earth long long ago - far from mankind but not just because of me they're gone! Scholars are born and so…
I wonder why I wander when I have my vision in front of me - smiling! Though, I do fear if my angst is her glory, tacitly for she speaks lesser. Should I then go back to my respite…
Should I? Shouldn't I? The sand falls. Pendulum swings with passing seconds. Lo! I lose; but should I submit my inability to make the move? Should I wait for the sands to fall? Or should I respond to the…
She bends to see what rubbed her bare foot and picks the petal of that broken rose. She walks close to that mirror and observes her 'another' self. She blushes as touches her lips, cheeks and nose. She looks…
And then one day, after years of solitude and wounds, I exchanged smiles, thoughts and those emotions which stay behind the worldly attire - clandestine. Did I meet my shadow? So familiar to me but not a part of…
Never too close, you were to my heart, the heart which could not be close to my soul, and soul which couldn't be mine ever. What had I to lose? What best could I get? And who defines the…
Did not murder; did not commit some crime. Never abducted the wants of my neighbours and nor did I hunt a tree in its prime. Even on the crossroads, I did not make any deal! Where is my soul? Where…
Paradigm Shift I see there; I see the light evoking my steps which are caught, tied and stopped by none but myself. I see there; I see the light urging my soul to free itself. But with scars of…