Intriguing it is, to look at a man lost in the depths of his thoughts; detached from the cacophony of physicality. finding his way through alleys of imagination; where getting lost is voluntary. freedom in the truest sense; laissez-faire of the mind. Wonder what he is thinking? the joy of a blooming tulip garden, or …
[NaPoWriMo Poetry- 9] “A Turtle”
When I sense peril, I crawl back into my shell, Hide myself. For this they say, I am just a turtle. Slow, weak and vulnerable. Can't walk across the horizon, Can't challenge the world;they say. But my darkness ends at dawn, cause for every seeker there's a win. I will walk towards mine, if not, …
[NaPoWriMo Poetry- 3] “If I can, I will”
If I can escape this morbidity of mind, I will flee to the mountains of creativity, drench under the shower of zest, till salvation can find. If I can surrender from this race, I will catch my breathe of life, spectate and not partake, end the fear of failure, that I face. If …
[NaPoWriMo Poetry-2] “What colour is love?”
Can you tell me, what colour are roses? O dear, it's green. green as grass, he replied. Love, does it have a colour too? It is Of a sort, a blank canvas of emotions, Unless painted with trust, he replied. Rainbow, she desired to see, See through trust of his eyes. But she …
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[NaPoWriMo Poetry-1] “Aita (Grandma)”
When I was born, she was there with me. When she died, I wasn't. When I spoke the first time, she was there with me. When she spoke the last time, I wasn't. When I found the strength to walk, she was there with me. When she lost her strength to walk, I …
[Poetry] A window of thoughts
A prisoner looks through the narrow window of his prison cell and retrospects his past actions and life. This poem is a shadow of his thoughts. Opened my eyes to a window of thoughts; But failed to look up at the sun above. It is bright and shining; enlightened. I envy it, jealous a …