What if you are given a chance to watch your dream and reality simultaneously; how long will it be before you run to something that is turning uncertain? As we transitioned from school to college, from freedom to living safe, lockdown, a lot was missed, and a lot was dreamt.… Continue Reading
I stifle a yawn,
The mortal rummages through the chest—
Beige, brown, blank
I am placed on a wooden stand
I lounge in my inkpot,
I hear my master’s footsteps,
Poised, elegant, immaculate!
Feather-light touch on rugged land.
5th September 1701
The room is dark but … Continue Reading
The Sun and The Moon—embodiments of grandeur and creation—symbols of permanence. To us, they’re a vivid illumination. A fleeting moment between dawn and dusk. What if they were to exchange in a conversation? A parley, of sorts. What would it represent?
A massive ball of energy, anchored in one … Continue Reading
Passing the test of time and eras,
Are the stories of men and women in love
Why then is it said to be as tender as a feather that can be broken easily by just a little bit of force?
Is there strength in the tenderness of love?
Is there … Continue Reading
Vermilion sky, you and I
Amongst the blazing fire and roasted foal.
And air shrouded in deception and lie,
We ate its freedom, you ate my soul.
Vermilion heart, it was love till it was not,
On nights when the mask would inadvertently drop,
And the world revolving around … Continue Reading
Shout it out,
I know you see it too.
Shout it out,
For this is not a country for you.
It’s tough to point out
When it all began.
Before I knew it,
I heard a scream.
People dragged out of their houses,
Protests interrupted on the stance … Continue Reading
A tussle of gases, dust, chemicals, and energies;
a reverberating shock of cosmic rage remembered through centuries.
A tussle of air, water, earth, and seeds,
a multitude of green blips spanning across fields.
A tussle of ice, water, and pressure;
Strong waves engulfing layers of treasure.
A … Continue Reading
The zephyr rushes past my face softly.
Tears cascade down my eyes
While my mind drowns in reminiscence of you,
Thinking about us, only to realise how love eventually dies.
And in a single stroke, my canvas was monochrome,
Deprived of every single hue.
You, my love, were the … Continue Reading
Standing atop this debris pile;
This sight, splits my soul through twice
Visions of ember tales caught on fire,
visions of Gideon molded-in lies.
In dubiety, I stand;
Both these crossroads seem to unite
Tears are delicacy a man can’t afford, they said;
So I chuckle with charring blurred eyes,… Continue Reading