Today I’ve penned down something in my native language- Hindi. These are actually afterthoughts of reading a Hindi poem. I’ve given the English translation below my original poem. इक ख़्वाहिश ठंडी हवा के झोंके जब पेड़ों को सरसराहें यूँ लगे तुम्हारी...
whispering of wind pitter-patter of raindrops rustling of the leaves rhythm of the swaying trees melody of nature’s art This post follows the prompt words “Music” and “Art”, given by Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge#41. I have used the...
My hands are trembling. My body quivers. But my eyes are focused at the birds soaring in the sky. I feel butterflies in my stomach as someone tightens the belts that have captivated my body. Dozens of thick ropes web across the nylon fabric to eventually assemble at...
