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Where’d all the time go,
It flees so fast,
One moment we’re radiant kids,
And the next, we’re mesmerized by our past.
We used to walk to school,
With a fat school bag and no-worries in our minds,
Now we rush to classes with just a laptop,
But peace is … Continue Reading
Once there lived a youthful fisher,
Residing by a shore.
Toiling the weeks to catch sardine,
Weekends he chose to snore.
One day arrived when the sun was sore,
And a sad catch laid sparse.
The fatigued fisher cursed indignantly,
And succumbed to sleep for hours.
Dreaming in pacifying … Continue Reading
With neat sleeve cuffs, attire speaking of class and refinement,
He approaches my frame, his steps dominant and beguile
As he stands before me, his eyes lock with mine
I see him scrutinizing my features, lost in my sly smile.
As I sit here poised in Louvre’s hall,
He … Continue Reading
Myriads of destinations to arrive at,
A plethora of time-bound duties to discharge.
We feel engulfed by entropy
As we pedal through the ceaselessness of student life,
Eyes set on a goal,
Scenic side roads to divert the gaze,
Yet striving to maintain balance
So the tires of the … Continue Reading
Here we go again.
From bustling bickerings to a hallucinating hush,
The tension, like low hanging fruits on a summer day, just waiting to be plucked off.
Right on time, almost climactically, it all goes for a toss.
Was it another mistimed social media endeavour? Or an unsuspecting victim of … Continue Reading
The sun grazes our tired faces, resting our feet on the stone benches.
While people pass, whose relationships will last?
I ask you — and we share a silent smile, and laugh at invisible jokes;
How long has it been since I said hello?
How long has it been since … Continue Reading
You remind me of a time when I used to be happy,
Perhaps that is why when I see you, I still smile sometimes,
You mistake it for adoration, the slight circling of hands, scaling your hair behind that follows,
Your lips stretch to free your teeth as you turn … Continue Reading
The Road Taken.
When we stood at the gates of opportunities,
We didn’t know where it’d lead us,
Or the friendships we’d make along the way,
Or the people we’d lose and walk away,
Or the lessons we learn further away;
Or conversations that’d make us stop and stare,… Continue Reading
Young, frail, bewildered, offspring,
In the wake of a world,
With malice- mortally corrupted,
Unbeknownst to evil evident, comes into existence with an empty chalice;
Met with pain in plenty, or kindness thankfully,
It shall fill its cup with the answers of life,
The cup duly reflecting, the … Continue Reading
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