Move
I now blog at wwww.survivethis.in
Hope to see you there.
Love happens in myriad ways -
In warm hugs on rainy days,
In shared laughs over silly jokes,
In the chatter of simple folks,
In held hands when walking on snow,
In a look, a smile, a glow,
In a friendship that lasts for years,
In a few minutes of shared tears,
In the coincidence of yearning,
In the warmth of two hearts burning,
In sorrows with a common story,
In the joy of limited glory.
Love happens in myriad ways
And soaks in ardour barren days.
- dedicated to a dear and wronged friend
The boys have slept it seems;
I saw myself in the puddle
The Muse
Sleep, Dear World, is not a good thing when one sleeps over as many things as we do. Think of my prayer(if answered) not as a curse but a boon .
Inspired by Nazrul's Adho Dhoroni Alo
I am a hunter, my Lord,
I will go round and go round,
Her fingers leapt off mine
Walden went to the woods
They lay together on the grass
A child was selling his innocence,
She sits below the weepy willow
I am to die my mother
I hopped down the road,
The bangles made lustrous sounds
On that certain summer night
A certain strain of Beethoven
The flower was beautiful -
You shed the world’s clothes
In the Parliament of Love
The Dewdance
The Furtive Denial
The Shepherd's Strain
The Stupid Village Girl
The Old Landlord
The Child and the Sun
Pleasure in Pain
My Perfect Day