Blithe carefulness

Since the dawn the rays beaming and yelling, Epiphanies of the kind-cruel world, How the flower that bloomed was crushed ! How the periwinkle was uprooted ! The… the sparrows were poisoned and killed, The… the earthen pot was shattered , The sweetest water that I sipped Spilled and castigated on ground. Splash…splash…splash… The bitter-sweet

Blue moon.

I have yet to see my blue moon, For my sky lacks even the stars. The pole star that was there Her shine dimmed by the dark clouds. It’s autumn in my world, seems like It is never ending. Ah, my sun sometimes fails to rise. It’s been all dark, even the green is not

Sailed away

Today I felt like a shattered piece of glass, something missing in me that kept haunting me. Now, my lachrymal glands have dried too. These four walls that helped me soothe are also crying, I can hear them. It’s what world has to offer me- Morsels and dead dried leaves. Those halo charm, voice and

A black Rose. (Collaboration)

Furtive motive travailed in a labyrinth, Onto a assortment of delicate tender petals, What mortals desired in inundating taints In their futile attempts they lost in nature. … Dark close alleys Suppressing passionate whirlpool. Binds the soul forever What tries to unshackle it’s core And falls in the endless black depth. Untold petals, crushed in

Ground.

I am totally awestruck and overwhelmed by the response by the one of my favorite writers on wp, Ayesha Kishwar from @the write direction. I feel I am not eligible to describe her style of writing you just need to see for yourself. Here is the link to her latest post. Ayesha. It was just

A duet

In collaboration with  soiba. Her subtle nature is what reflects on  her blog, which is unique and worth reading. Lucky to have her by my side as a friend . Her poems and prose reflect life and her thought process is wonderfully profound and pristine. Please do follow her I am sure you all will