Cliff

Remember those days when the sun smiled , And I was so happy with the turning days into nights. My heart was beating in resonance with yours. Now I lay in the darkness counting my days. I like those starry nights and moon, I like voids around me, I love the Symphony that silence shouts.

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

Night into day.

stars studded stardust nights whisper, realms of mirthful kingdoms do exist, tales’ lores come alive in viterous, singing dulcet cathartic bead . days unfolds daily monotony, yearning peace in lieu of worries , spiteful realities wet the eyes, sun shines but dismember the dreams. ©Aquib

Adieu

I failed you each time you called me, Time’s has its own way and I submit to him, It’s unlikely that I will win. So why do have you halted yourself? It’s time for you leave and leave!. I don’t have words now. How can a small box carry a big one? You ought to

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

He who knows it all. (A duet)

This comes in collaboration with a person who wish to remain reticent because of some untold reasons. I wish to reveal the name and that’s why it’s only a wish. Wishes rarely come true. But that person is  cool and have an amazing personality.   Here we go.   Pen and paper, brushes and canvas