The Farewell Song
And then after a tiring day before resting Himself He splashes a glass of orange juice on the blue tent gifting us the illuminating twilight, blows a strong whiff swaying the stalks of the Chinars and chunks of Gold tumble down the browns, sleep near my feet, they are dry, wilted, but not dead yet […]
The Musings of a Rickety Bench
After living through the centuries, I just reminisced the days traveled, The incidents that I witnessed All from this park. . I saw infants gazing around From the secure arms of their parents I saw kids enjoying life to fullest, Jumping around like a beautiful tempest. . The teenagers had their share of fun Enjoying […]
I wish a writer loved me …
#ArtoonsInn#PoetryParlour#Poattic#I wish a writer loved me. I WISH A WRITER LOVED ME… I wish a writer loved me, as he could replicate with his ink and letters- The roaring delights of the savage lightning, Or, the exact aroma of my mother’s ambrosial cooking. The carefree beauty of a nameless, vagabond flower, bloomed in the wilderness, […]