Recently, I found my old stash of memories in a hidden drawer. I came across this poem that I had written while I was in school, in Std 10 – 12th July 1993 precisely. Posting it here for posterity 🙂 I look out of my window, Flowers, birds and fruit, A brown stem waving to[…]
When friends write poetry 🙂 If friendship can be measured on a scale of 1 to ten this friendship we have treasured would be a zillion then through the thick and thin through each passing trend through each loss and win you’ve been a real friend So on your special day I have a wish[…]
This morning, Myle surprised me with this sweet little poem that she so effortlessly penned down after I excused my laziness by saying that mysterious beings held me down, and were not allowing me to get up from my bed. Hehe! Cute, isn’t she? 🙂 A twitter on my window sill Calling out to me[…]
Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary Highland lass! Reaping and singing by herself; Stop here, or gently pass! Alone she cuts and binds the grain, And sings a melancholy strain; O listen! for the vale profound Is overflowing with the sound. No nightingale did ever chaunt More welcome notes to weary bands Of[…]
Aiyven hi reh gaye, apne khaali haathon ko dekh kar, Gharonda banana chaaha par khud hi bikhar gaye, Thodi meher kar is soyee hui kismat par hai rabba Ki dil se dua nikle aur teri awaaz ban jaye
The Song of Life is such a joyous thing. A symphony of magic beckoning, Inviting me to join its wandering And learn to be set free on upward wing I lift my face to hear its vibrant cry And set my pace to follow the sky. And each new day I find a reason why[…]