Take a walk with me

Mon amour, Take a walk with meto the lush green meadows and sing a happy songI'll listen to the euphonious melody you'll playHere my silence will sync with yours Take a walk with me,I'll tell you the abstruse reality of my worldhow compelling a feeling can bewhen you want to stay and yet be lost...

恋 の 予感

Is this premonition of love that I've witnessed? I A man whose heart remains scathed As he recapitulates his serenade On his never ending voyage of new horizons Resurrecting those last words his lover said In between the rhythm of his heartbeats Where she remained, Midst the verses of his songs II Beside him, an...

Miss me, my darling

Mon amour, my darling, Am I a sudden interruption in a moment? When I catch you gazing at this antique heart You said I am a curator of your museum Perhaps, a dialect of this compelling language, Where I discerned your tears and felt your scars My thoughts are on demarcation, My drafts are pretty...

XII

What makes a man search for meaning? Purpose What makes a woman pursue her heart? Love What makes a stoic person be a realist? Wisdom What makes a little boy persistent in his art? Passion Why is time dominant and intriguing? Unpredictability What makes a witness to have audacity to lie? Fear What makes the...

A Traveller’s Journal: North

(30.4598° N, 78.0644° E) I've arrived in the city of solitude I've left the four walls of my sheltered existence And now I proceed, in search for an inarticulating desire To learn something new on this high altitude I'm constantly challenging myself- Moving towards the steep hill, Crossing few yards of the lychee orchard There...

A Traveller’s Journal: South

(11.6234° N, 92.7265° E) Away from the daily hassle, I've arrived on this island surrounded by the hues of midsummer I've got a notebook in my hand, And the list? Rest assured I've cross-checked, I'm off towards a new destination With my camera and a fancy backpack My mind is enthralled By my desire to...

The Little Girl

Nostalgia hit me again When I reminisce a short glimpse of that moment Archived somewhere in my memory lane That's what my old man said- "There's a little girl and her meticulous mind Always in a daze, Leaving me with dozens of questions from time to time" Some may say, My metaphors are a resemblance...

Face off

Back to square one- I'm meditating in close proximity of this perennial battle Between the mind and the heart Here the version of love is incomprehensible All my senses have semantically lost the track I'm expanding the horizon of my rational judgment This is my constant dilemma I'm recklessly reviving the links to my heart,...

You

I'm eloquently narrating my speech prior to your arrival As I'm flustered But my words are periodically refined While my dopamine level is rapidly increasing I'm fond of this first impression That is indelible on my mind You quote your words remarkably Illustrating this fragile conception Of love, purpose and fidelity of one's character I'm...

Bluebird

I've lost equilibrium I'm gradually disintegrating Descending from this fragile crust I've crash landed on the concrete floor My words are bleeding My hands are numb I'm burning the midnight candle Just to survive through this day Hallucination or reality I see the dark clouds dissipate Bluebird, are you heading this way? Can you see?...