At the peak of the mountain, she sat on a ledge The rustling wind twirled up her tiny curls As the first light of dawn, crept up the sky’s edge Two tears glistened in the first light, like pearls. Just two, for that was her budget, for joy. In the year gone by, she hadContinue reading “Version 2.0”
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Gone
A moment there, another, gone A moment, just, and nothing but A moment, infinite grief, borne A moment, a door, forever shut. Tis’ life, they say, they nod and shrug, Tis’ life, strange it is, hard luck, Tis’ life, I know, I can’t debug Tis’ life and this, it’s going to suck. A sadness creepsContinue reading “Gone”
Loneliness
Alone alone I walk each mile, no one to look up at and smile. Each tear drops with a despairing shout, no soothing hand to wipe it out. Each word goes into mirrored ears. They nod and smile but no one hears. Each one has his own life to live, his battles to fight, hisContinue reading “Loneliness”
Life: A Canvas
There’s an empty canvas in front of me, But no picture my eyes can forsee, All colors of life I do hold, But not a single one can unfold, All that lies deep within, My dreams, my stories, unheard, unseen. That canvas looms like a huge shadow, And future seems but a deserted meadow. IContinue reading “Life: A Canvas”
You…
You have a face that’s a sculptors’ pride, Your eyes, so intense, they defy All those feelings, I wish to hide, And enslaved in their depth, I lie Your presence is like a fresh flower, It brings fragrance everywhere, Your smile, has like sunshine, the power, To penetrate the deepest, darkest lair, Your words, likeContinue reading “You…”
Children’s Eyes
Have you ever looked into the eyes of children? They speak of so many little things.. That latest mischief,those unheard stories. They emit the radiance of an unblemished heart, They’re the threshold to their world of mysteries. The windows into their topsy-turvy minds. They carve a niche in your heart and you wont know. They’reContinue reading “Children’s Eyes”
Change
Change- a word with a great impact, On life’s smallest detail and fact. Life’s second name it is in gold ,Without it, all progress is on hold Sometimes it comes as a duty call, with loads of work you cannot stall. Sometimes it’s the bottom of a vale, with tall mountains on either side toContinue reading “Change”
Waiting
Waiting…a tedious task, it is A pause in unraveling of life’s mysteries The whole world around seems on hold, For that next scene of life to unfold, My destiny, till the new challenge of life. Ah! This waiting , though momentary, is a great strife. Be it a moment, a minute, a month, a yearContinue reading “Waiting”
Dreams Unlimited 