It’s been about 24 hours, I have been staring at the clock Hoping some day, life wouldn’t stare at such a deadlock. I have been counting the number of star, I have sewed a thousand loons. I have been watching superstars, I have listened to a 100 tunes. I have been playing the Guitar, IContinue reading “Life in Corona”
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The Minor Opera
Those days were the days of love. We were wild and free. We were young and beautiful. In the velvet moonlight, dancing by the beach in our blue nightgowns, we couldn’t help singing each other songs all night, bewildering operas that only we could ever dare to sing. The beauty lay upon us. Happiness isContinue reading “The Minor Opera”
Walking forth thru valleys
With the rising sun, My blurred vision from a cold side, Coned green cherished tree, The gracious chilly ice slipping from them, The rocky stone shaped as a man in solitude, Rubies and diamonds embedded in the sky, The haziest of the cloud makes the way to the heaven, Like those valleys make the way,Continue reading “Walking forth thru valleys”
Merging colours of life
My mind took a curve which was first following a straight path. Like orange blue and cherry red. Two ways to follow on the road of this milestone for the shadiest of the thoughts bring something new, something obscure. I open my eyes every morning to see the morning sun never expecting to meet theContinue reading “Merging colours of life”
Silence
Time ceased to have stir in the air, and waited for a long time. They both glared at each other, and the silence is reborn. It looks like I am lost in a sea of clone troopers, waiting for the Emperor to give his orders. An inferno was smothered into nothingness, and I was rebornContinue reading “Silence”
Glamour Clamour
Glamour shines on my face, A touch of golden flare. Pink strawberries, vanilla and spice, A hint of poetics here and there. My heart breaks into a million echoes, Tars spread near and wide. Lines with gold and flowers, And a body that is electrically divine. And I tell myself, “Hey listen. Your heart isContinue reading “Glamour Clamour”
A street walk ( 1st part )
The hot tea kettle, placed beside the table and two cups at their places to be filled with them. With a swift move, my hands were with contact with the cups. As I took a slurp of the tea, I got a glimpse of my garden in which the flowers were budding. After a warmContinue reading “A street walk ( 1st part )”
