Bits of paper

Yes, I did write pages, Adorned with words Flowing from the heart. Random scribblings To poetic phrases, All penned down, In a hope That you would read it someday. Pages with innumerable memories, And uncountable stories, Drenched in emotions, Dripping fantasies. Pages soaked In tears, and caressed with those trembling hands, Absorbing their warmth And …

Scars

This is a collaboration post with Bharath Upendra of Bharath's Banter. We've been working on this since the past few days and finally it's done. Here is part one (Bharath's part). So, this is what I came up with: "The marks on the moon enhance its beauty," they used to say. And then, they, themselves, …

Confession

It's raining outside, Heavily. And I'm sitting by the window, Gazing outside, Into a void, Of nothingness. I try, a lot, To avoid, Those thoughts that have been buried... There was a time, When the rain gave me ecstacy, Leading me into a world of wild fantasies. But now, it's nothing such, It's just an …

Roads

मुश्किलों से डर कर रस्ते मत बदलना... Conclusion Problems are everywhere. Changing roads won't make the journey easier. That would just delay the time you reach your destination. Every road has its own challenges. What we need to do is to have faith and keep walking consistently on the very road which we are already …

The dried rose

It tells a story of its own, It's an open book With some pages torn... The soft petals, echo a tale, Of promises as frail, As a silken thread. Like the yellow leaves that have shed, From the mighty old trunk, Standing tall and strong, Supporting those nests that blossom, Embracing them tight, in its …