Whispers of Life

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2012-07-25T21:44:00.002+05:30

SILENCE

2012-05-02T19:40:00.000+05:30

Bleeding Ink

2012-04-19T18:57:00.000+05:30

Vacant page ready to reap Gypsy mind’s ripe memories, Shooting thoughts, fallen wishes, Blossoms of dewy hopes, Fragrance of desires, Just with ink’s feather kiss. Jared in words or weaved in lines, Measured in metres or syllables, Be it couplet, haiku, sonnet, Elegy, monologue, ballad or ode, Be it chirping lyric patterned in rhymes Or free-verse’s rebellious free will, All

Haiku

2012-03-14T20:59:00.001+05:30

Dewy eyes abandon speech. Silver shards of shattered dreams Multiply poison stabs of reality.

Happy Holi!!

2012-03-09T09:44:00.003+05:30

Happy Womens Day!!

2012-03-08T21:49:00.000+05:30

Grace and Beauty Get meaning from you. Symbol of power Your every touch instills life And forges order. Effortlessly juggling Various duties, various roles Patience and Resilience You redefine. Epitome of selflessness For ages always you Bracketed 'my' within 'our'. Understands now 'I' is as important as 'Us'. No longer shy of center stage New Women you Define completeness.

Questions and Answers

2012-03-04T17:56:00.001+05:30

Heart rebels against The embrace of questions, Annoyingly devoid of answers, That like wild weeds Eat away familiar peace. Haunting melodies Of an old lyrical song, The souvenirs of Sunset dreams, Come back again Like pigeons. No matter how hard I toss it, Using all my strength, Waves keep dragging it back. It keeps coming back, To hunt me down, To

It's Difficult....

2012-01-29T22:01:00.000+05:30

It’s difficult being oneself, Difficult to shed the mask, To wear the wounds, And to speak one’s heart. It’s difficult to let wings follow The whispers of Life Overlooking the compass. It’s difficult to defy The reflections On mirror of convention And pen one’s mind. It’s difficult to shed The cultivated word And speak true emotions. Difficult not to hide behind

Over a Cup of Coffee III

2012-01-09T12:38:00.000+05:30

Darkness was approaching. The rows of street lamps slowly illuminated velvety white snow that cloaked every house and tree within range of sight. People were out walking on the pavement and transportation has resumed. Now that the storm has mellowed down, she thought “Aditya won’t take long. He would be here may be in some ten or twenty minutes.” It surprised her that the thought wasn’t one of

RIPPLED MOON

2012-01-03T19:58:00.000+05:30

Solitude pebbled Thoughts Rippled Moon's image Eloquent Silence narrates The futile quest for answers.

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2012

2012-01-01T11:38:00.001+05:30

"What can be said in New Year rhymes, That's not been said a thousand times? The new years come, the old years go, We know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, We lie down weeping with the night. We hug the world until it stings, We curse it then and sigh for wings. We live, we love, we woo, we wed, We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead. We laugh, we weep, we

The World From My Window

2011-08-15T19:08:00.002+05:30

The picture was taken a week ago and I really regret that the beauty of the original was far far beautiful, something that couldn't be captured with the camera. Something like moments in life that have no replicas and like thoughts that cannot be properly clothed in words and even trying to do so is just reducing its beauty. PS: Happy 65th Independence Day!!

Over A Cup Of Coffee II

2011-08-05T19:12:00.002+05:30

[ This is a continuation of Over A Cup Of Coffee I. Those who haven't read it can read here.] She sweetly voiced thanks as she gave back his cell to him, then added, “My husband would be here in an hour and you can see if it’s real or not” He definitely didn’t apologise for his annoying behaviour and his smile was impenetrable which intrigued her a lot. “Hi, I am Rishi.”

Over A Cup Of Coffee I

2011-07-30T20:46:00.002+05:30

Damn!! Not even a single tower….its all because of this stupid weather, she thought and placed her cell phone into her handbag. “Excuse me!! I would like to have a cup of coffee. Make it strong, and sugar two spoons.” She heard her stomach grumble. “And two chicken sandwiches. Make it quick.” She had never seen such a crowded café but what did she expect with such heavy snow-fall outside

Random Thoughts 6

2011-07-17T12:04:00.002+05:30

Eyes counting milestones, Fail to enjoy the trip. Chasing Time, we let Time slip. Setting stage for Future miracles, We overlook Present wonders!!

Yesterday

2011-07-11T15:59:00.002+05:30

Yesterday peeps from here and there, Patchwork of memories stir Loneliness of afternoon rain, When things change, still remain same. Vignettes come alive again, Stabbing tranquility of mind. Voice I may hear never again Eco dreams I once prized. Words shelved for some latter day, Now that I look back, Wish with me didn't stay!! Wish I could just step back, To mold moments

Open Blue Sky Dreams

2011-07-09T12:54:00.001+05:30

Tangled words , caged thoughts. What is it? What it ought? Chained fluttering wings, Still cradle open blue sky dreams. Sunshine smile still light hopes. Dream's kite still giggles and waivers. Higher it soars on winds of Imagination Ridiculing chains trying to explore new horizon.

RAIN [Haiku]

2011-07-07T20:56:00.008+05:30

Sweetness of nostalgiaBrewing with rain fed melodiesDrench blooming memories.

World From My Window

2011-07-02T18:01:00.051+05:30

Afternoon rain has been a regular part of Bhubaneswar life. Mostly on my way to home it at first drizzles for few minutes then rains cats and dogs. Yesterday one of my colleague and me instead of college bus boarded DTS bus and spoiled ourselves with some steaming samosas and badas.Rain only enhanced the enjoyment of having the steaming delicacies. Moreover I was really happy that it was my job

World From My Window

2011-05-20T22:58:00.000+05:30