Is it possible, finally, for one human being to achieve perfect understanding of another? We can invest enormous time and energy in serious efforts to know another person, but in the end, how close are we able to come to that person’s essence? We convince ourselves that we know the other person well, but do … Continue reading Transition of 365 days.
Dig boi dig Dig between soft valley In the north Dig boi dig Dig inside dark alley In the south Dig boi dig Gold is there Hidden is sensual rifts
"Hearth, you know what's that means?", I ask her. I look at her puzzling eyes already lost in mine. She shooks her head in no." It's a longing for thing which u just imagine all the time." I say. Shyly holding the fallen white flower of firangpani she says ," just like I long for … Continue reading Serendipity in Mundane moments
You walk like beauty in night under cloudless climes and stars; Gathering pearls of twilight hanging it on your ears. Cupping the rays of moon weave around your arms. Tint of evening over dusky doon shines over your scarlet balm. Dark like shades of love Sunshine of dawn Dances over your dove and gets lost … Continue reading Dreamer of moon
Twilight falls on floating islands in the cosmos Hidden in engulfs of translucent silk strings They glitter dimly like fireflies. ... Your fingers lie tangled like the jumble lines of a poem over those scarlet petals Half open like whispering a lulabay to love. ... Cupping your soft islands U stare at crescent moon Bleeding … Continue reading Thoughts for my love
I was wondering if this is really an epilogue sort of thing. I couldn't think of appropriate title. I didn't know if I could write this . I m a shitty writer. I cant hold pen properly. There are people who bleed through their pens. They carve their heart out. I dont know if i … Continue reading Epilogue
All day the color had been that of dusk, mist moving across the lifeless roads which possess the shadow of cloud and briefly over the layer of fog was sun setting the horizon in fire like golden phoenix. Watching her going past the railway station with fogged eyes. He stood there waving to an anonymous … Continue reading Before sunset