Haiku: Morning
first rays of morning wind and sun on the neem leaves playing hide n’ seek
first rays of morning wind and sun on the neem leaves playing hide n’ seek
The boat at the shore, standstill, Water rippling around. Stale smell of confinement Accumulating like layers Of flaked paint. The purpose, sepulchred The destination, lost. An allegory to captivity Of […]
“Flowers are restful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflicts” Sigmund Freud This quote seems so much more during this time of the pandemic. It’s a time when […]
As soon as I was born, He was there. He begged to have a place, Inside me… His frail demeanour, Earned my love, and Earned him an abode. He grew […]
The beauty of Mother Nature is never passé. It inspires me to live on in spite of all the odds. The dull leaves of winter, the broken, dried petals, the […]
Now, the days are full of clouds and smog, Blooming sun often is caught in a concrete clog. Encumbered and incarcerated. Chains of technology, berated The rise of the eternal. […]