I hate myself for all the words I say Which I detest from the bottom of my heart I hate myself for all the things I do Which never reflect in my list of tasks I hate myself for tasks I fail to do Which I’d love at the top of stack I hate...
I have penned down something in Hindi today. Below is the English translation as well. क्यों चले आते हो तुम ख़्यालों में बिन बुलाए बिन खटखटाए जब इस दिल पर तुम्हारा कोई हक़ ही नहीं इस दिल ने तो उस दिन ही निर्मोही जोगी का चोला ओढ़ लिया था जिस दिन तुम ज़िन्दगी से चले...
feelings… feelings invoke imagination imagination rears thoughts thoughts starve for words words scattered… as billions of stars and galaxies thoughts amalgamate with words words spill on paper a poem is born! happiness orchestrates… makes soul dance soar without...
thunderous waves never plundered my spirits neither hurricane ravaged my vigour dusk never dawned encumbrance for darkness shrouded my existence unscathed by the disparaging world I was wounded only one time but contusions spurn to heal I’ve been in pain ever since…...
Grace is hosting Quadrille Monday this time at dVerse, And it is the 6th anniversary of dVerse! Congratulations to all the hosts. Their efforts are truly appreciated. We’re on Week #36 and the prompt word is “flicker.” Paul suggested to deepen the challenge by...
