Balakarthi N

the night descends again drawing in lost luminous moments, I stroll in the balcony of yesterday’s memories a grit pricks the sole, I whine, the numbness stealthily crawls up, to the heart. * the wrecked scene disheartening delightful laughs, gleeful faces comforting embrace buried in the stillness of the present the turmoil gushing up and […]

I come here every dawn With a wait in these bright eyes Perhaps someday my soul won’t be  empty anymore Perhaps someday the wind won’t dry  my salty cheeks Perhaps someday we will meet again * The morning glory blooms brightening the eastern fringe His brushstrokes gradually painting the other fractions of the blue canvas […]

the blues suddenly turn black the superimposed cliffs in the distance shudder the playful breeze halt itself trying to comprehend colourful flocks scurry home, frightened at the untimely darkness and the Gold is gradually cloaking the Orange king is no more glowing, clouds of hatred, jealousy, bitterness overshadow its brightness, gifting the earth an ephemeral […]