Monday, 5 December 2016
Tuesday, 8 November 2016
SONNET: A personal moment during a nature walk. What do I see? What do I feel? To whom am I talking?
A moist calm cloudy evening
I stare at your ripples
Seated by your shores
Your calmness holding my emotions
And my heart turned into your untouched linings
My eyes are married to your unruffled surface
Joining the lonely floating clouds
And i wonder,
Do we have a common thought?
And so i chose to stay
Losing my scent of ever adventuring knees
But live in your enchantment
And listen to the inner borrowed voices
Hidden under your water, shaping my thoughts!
Saturday, 29 October 2016
Times come when things fall apart,
And a wall seems to be setting you apart,
But do not be torn apart,
Even though the victory from you seems far apart!
When your eyes glow dim,
With everyone looking at you grim,
And so high is the wall’s brim,
Keep on chasing the dream!
Go an extra mile,
Keep on with a smile,
Because it is an added file,
Over your competitor’s pile!
Climb up the top,
No matter how many times you tumble from the top,
Till you grip right tight the top,
Watching out not to drop!
When you become an icon,
Reach out for the horizon,
Watching for the devil’s beckon,
Not to be trapped in its weapon!
And there pick up the success,
The long fought for in excess,
Henceforth live to serve the high ideals,
Upholding the ethos
Sunday, 23 October 2016
Wednesday, 5 October 2016
Saturday, 30 July 2016
Monday, 25 July 2016
Saturday, 23 July 2016
Sunday, 10 July 2016
Monday, 13 June 2016
When Tomorrow Comes
Saturday, 30 April 2016
Thursday, 7 April 2016
Monday, 4 April 2016
Sunday, 3 April 2016
Baby; It is true, that I don’t know how to give up on you because I just can't do it like the way I can’t stop breathing. ...
Mama, I have seen you stand by my side, for all of my life, when my heart was torn open, when my heart bled, when my heart rejoiced. ...
My sons, Keep vigil over your blood And every day: invoke your forefathers To give you a living guide. My sons, Tomorrow y...
Source: Deviant Art Like a season gives way to another, our love came when we'd given up on asking love to come....