The Race
The sun has gone away. The moon takes her place. Leaving shadows to play. It’s a never-ending race.
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Our Delight
Rain, fall! Water, flow! Bring new life That the plant may grow. Soften the earth That the root grow deep; Moisten the air That stem and leaf Unfurl and unfold… Read more »
Let me shine
The tool unused lies lost in dust, The sword unused turns dull with rust, The path unused grows clogged with weed, The crop untended goes to seed. Skills unused will… Read more »
Sundae
I decided to have a sundae. I made a mess oh my. I got it all over my awesome dads new tie. I thought that he was gonna burst but… Read more »
Independence of India
India in my dream , all beautiful things to be seem, i wanted to change its theme. Like the Gandhi ji for India’s independence. Started struggling from his adolescence. His… Read more »
Women
Baby girl just walks away, merging into stream of life. She returns turning into skeleton, nibbled away by Piranhas.
She’s MY MOTHER.
To my Special One and my Dear: You know me since; since I don’t remember, You are the one I met and knew much later, You held me close and… Read more »
Sometimes
Sometimes we are on the heap of sand Sometimes on the green grassland Sometimes we decide for years ahead Sometimes we just go with the unplanned
Dehradun
While I walk down the valley of Dun, Comes out the bright white moon. Soft chirping of the crickets, And cycle going zoom. Cool breeze going through my hair I… Read more »
Freedom
Like a bird that flies Like a flower that glides Like a whistle that blows in the wind. Freedom is a feeling That is light and healing And something so… Read more »