A world of words, stories and reflections
No matter which corner of the world you go to, you will find them. They have different silhouettes but the same soul. Not a favourite among the socially bind in fact they are deemed scary. Broom dwellers, Pointy hats, black cats... when they are around people seem wary. I will not go global, let us... Continue Reading →
Words flow into blank pages creating inkblots of stories, Smudges of characters and twists of punctuation Pre-positioned chapters and then life happens… In details of time, a story lost, giving away the plot The ghostwriter takes charge, rips away the story’s heart In details of time, a story lost, giving away the plot Scribbles on... Continue Reading →
1 Affairs of the foolish heart Passionate tangles of Spring and Fall Unusual promises ‘till death do us apart” Affairs of the foolish heart ‘Happily ever after’ like a game of darts Blunt arrows fly and hit the wall Affairs of the foolish heart Passionate tangles of Spring and Fall 2 I stepped into the... Continue Reading →
you and i hand in hand play a game of being us only us has missed chance the wait of one so near is a lie we yet unearth
Murder She Wrote!
Poetry always intrigued me, and in the earlier days when I found connect with words beyond the general rhyme, some poets made an impression that lingers on. Shelley’s Ozymandias, A A Milne’s The Wind, R L Stevenson’s The Vagabond, Shiv Mangal Singh Suman’s ‘Hum Panchhi Unmukt Gagan Ke’ and Robert Frost’s ‘The Road Not Taken’... Continue Reading →
Moods of April borns
Blues
Through The Coloured Glass 