Tag Archives: Emotions

Vintage Adoration

A Victorian mansion
overlooking the vast elyssian fields
all to myself and just to me.

Gloom did clobber
motivating for a freshening walk
all blank I loitered, I strolled across.

Brume swept in
the craven shadows languidly vanished
slowly as I moved, I heard a voice.

A dulcet melody
chanted by an alluring fairy
no feathery wings, not even a halo. 

Tempted to glance
I ran just to fall
A fall of eternity, plunge of love.

She came scooting
a helping hand to lend
distress defeated by her soothing touch.

Her turquoise eyes
unravelled  the depths of oceans
and her dazzling vision beamed past me.

The rosy cheeks
doubled the petals of spring
and the mesmerising aura slowed my mind.

Her golden frizzies
engulfed me in childhood nostalgia
when maple candy floss was all I liked. 

Her tremulous lips
uttered words of concern, fear 
to me it sounded like divine hymns.

As I assured
the strained face of hers relaxed 
a loving smile is all she gave.

In a blink
the mist just got opaque
she slowly but gleefully hopped away. 


Posted by on November 25, 2011 in Random Thoughts


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Signalling Signals

A walk through life
many expressions, many emotions
many joys and many more pains.

A woman passed by
a wrinkled face and cherub in hand
sand being custodian of her wishes.

A kid running past on the tack
a blink of mischief and innocence
adorned the attire of responsibility.

An old couple by the corner
hoping to nullify the lost
surrendered to God’s mercy.

Frequently we do come across lives
dampened by the sadness
seldom do we realize.

Often is it easy to pity
Pride we feel on sympathizing
Ashamed should we be
for wearing the hat of ignorance.

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Posted by on November 2, 2011 in Random Thoughts


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Humraahi Waqt

My first attempt with hindi poetry. I know it may not be the best but yes I will keep improving my skills.


Waqt ke saaye ne humko aisa toda

har raaste ka rukh hai moda.

Ek kashmakash si lagti hai zindagi

har pal mein hai sirf bandagi.

Doosron ke madadgaar the hum

ab raha humaare saath toh sirf gham.

Doston ne bhi nahin apnaaya

duniya ne kar jo diya paraaya.

Phir bhi hum chal pade usi rah par

khojte hue ek suhaana safar.

Chalte chalte humein yeh hua ehsaas

ki kuch pal sukoon ke the aas paas.

Aaakhir pahunch hi gaye hum us chhor

jahan tha apnapan aur sukoon charon aor.


Posted by on July 25, 2011 in Random Thoughts


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Dream and Scream!

I dream and I dream out loud

                                                to be the one second to none

                                                life does give me a chase and run.

I dream and I dream out loud

                                                to reach the epitome of joy

                                                snags do mock and say Oh! boy!

I dream and I dream out loud

                                                to kindle the spark of zeal

                                                clime does switch and welkin turns teal.

I dream and I dream out loud

                                                to lend a helping hand to all

                                                poised at the edge and an abrupt fall.

I dream and I dream out loud

                                                to endure deep-rooted friendship

                                                storms do strike; wrecking the anchored ship.

I dream and I dream out loud

                                                to embrace the bright and give it a go

                                                Alas! that’s when am struck with ego.


Posted by on June 1, 2011 in Poetic Soul


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Lost and WON

Adored a girl from the beginning of May,

mind engulfed in her thoughts almost everyday.

Her blue eyes giving a stare,

was overwhelmed to see it was rare.

The smile on her face,

motivated me to fight another race.

Her long hair darker than darkest night,

all set to show its glistening might.

Her innocence like a child,

her touch so soothing and mild.

The panache in her walk,

made the world turn and talk.

I admired somebody,

a day made me realized I was nobody.

The time of dismay came,

was I a victim of blame game?

She said it was a fault in me,

but I could hardly see.

She turned again and again,

Alas! to witness my pain.

Forgotten for a while,

unable to crawl even a mile.

A cherub whispered in my ear,

loads left to be conquered my dear!

The string of lost hopes,

aided as mighty ropes.

Arose yet again to the morning glory,

with a fresh start to my ended story.

Lessons conned from my past,

propelled me to move lil more fast.

Future seemed to be full of accolades,

sentiments of past haunted as sharp blades.

Left no time for thoughts of gloom,

as I was busy weaving a fresh handloom.

Path to success was embellished with precious stones,

every turn astonished me with new thrones.

Success always invited me,

failures never threatened me.

Discovering from the past,

recovering faster and fast,

I left everyone aghast.

There came another May,

the world had lots to say.

A Joker of misfortunes,

was now a King of splendid Fortunes.


Posted by on November 2, 2010 in Poetic Soul


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