Category: Musings

  • INEQUALITIES

    INEQUALITIES

    INEQUALITIES On a monotonous night I laid down on my bed, And thought about love, How love is madness and love is completeness, And how love is equality, But there are so many inequalities. We’re taught to love everybody but no one does, Nobody understands that “LOVE IS LOVE”. If she’s dark and you’re fair,…

  • Unheard cries

    Unheard cries

    Dear lenie You have compelled me to write Of the unheard cries of our children So innocent and fragile  These little angels why do they suffer so much Aren’t we supposed to be their guardians Their knights, their providers, their shield? We abandon them, we are cruel We have wars and not think of them…

  • Blue

    Blue

    Tonight, the colour is blue. My blue saree that once sent tingles down your spine- Like a first kiss, when I wore it every time- It’s haunting me : Tonight,the pain is true. Tonight, the rain is overdue. I’ve been holding back this torrent for long, But the pregnant clouds tonight don’t seem as stubborn,…

  • To my Elusive Love

    To my Elusive Love

    Do  you ever feel suffocated, Roaming in a vast ground , Full of fragrant flowers? Under an open sky, Studded with myriad stars? I do it every night. Get up choking as if running a race , To reach up to you While you are leaving me. But you are formidable, Like angels or God.…

  • Plight Of The Unfortunates

    Plight Of The Unfortunates

    The Rich are getting Richer Poor are getting poorer We hear it everyday But all we do really is sit and pray, For the people who are undernourished Have no homes and are famished This crisis of Poverty is a social Injustice But all we care is Piri-Piri Fries with extra ketchup These days Kids…

  • Before She Dies

    Before She Dies

    I was in school when I saw this girl Beautiful and Brimful Full Of loved ones But there was something in here eyes She was in a trap of lies Everybody thought of her as the popular kid Who’s loved by all and they were jealous Wanted to be like Because they thought she was…

  • Peace

    Peace

    That rarest of rare , divine virtue ! Have you ever experienced it ? That soothing , calming ,wonderful feeling , That all is well with you and the world ! Where to find it ? In my home or your home ? In my land or your land ? In my heart or your…

  • Prisoner of Thoughts

    Prisoner of Thoughts

    Wherever i go i feel you Whatever I look at I see you, Sometimes I feel like a cauldron  steaming spirit simmering memories bubbling emotions  smoking heart encircled by embers,  *  the morning breeze– that we once enjoyed now feels heavy  with the warmth of your love, the spurting brook that– runs down the stony…

  • Lullaby

    Lullaby

    Is it a lullaby that the nature is singing? Rejuvenating my senses The tranquility is getting hold of my soul The calm all around, even as birds chirp and butterflies dance The peace doesn’t set in here; it’s always like this Serene and indescribable Putting me to slumber during broad daylight! . The feeling is…

  • I’m Human

    I’m Human

    Roses are dead Violets don’t bloom I’ve been labelled a curse Right from my mother’s womb Being a girl is a job without pay Where all you here is what will they say You don’t have to go so away You can’t work, you need to stay because you need to serve That’s your duty…

  • Different Strokes

    Different Strokes

    Those tender eyes, Full of hopes and dreams, Seem to tell a tale, A tale of life they live. . We are different, they say, Different from you and me. It needn’t be physical always, As we are different other ways. . Some of us like to read, Some like to paint. Some need to…

  • Soulmate

    Soulmate

    I  have loved with all of me Yet my heart bleeds Waiting for my soulmate A perfect love I don’t believe its possible Or even real maybe That’s why I can’t see beyond My loneliness and my pain Is there really such a thing as soulmates? But I shall still dream of Long walks on…

  • Gratitude leads to beatitude

    Gratitude leads to beatitude

    Affluent and opulent Haughty about his wealth He walks with his head held high A ceaseless scramble In his incessant quest for more treasure He needs it for his pleasure Material prosperity piles up But humility and gratitude dips down On a heartless sprint he goes Many a innocent soul Crushed beneath his toes Blinkers…

  • Down the Memory Lane

    Down the Memory Lane

    I disembarked on a journey Through the memory lane. Revisiting those lovely days Hoping to relive them again. . A carefree childhood, Sans any restrictions, Where water, mud and dirt Were the companions. . Flintstones taught us the stone age, And Jetsons, the space. Spinach is good for health, Practiced and preached, Mr. Popeye. .…

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