Every time when I think of you, I feel like hugging you Every time when I hug you, I feel like kissing you Every time when I kiss you, I feel like I’m love with you But, when I try to say my feeling, I cant see you. So, I can’t feel any… But, I…
Category Archives: Poetry
She Knew…
She knew Love isn’t something she was destined for, It’s a cage of hope and expectations. And she was a bird with a broken wing and golden dreams.
The green knight
SIR GAWAIN AND THE GREEN KNIGHT. it’s a late 14th-century poem with potent writing. The author is anonymous, The title given to the poet is Gawain Poet or pearl poet. I wonder why Pearl? Why not Emerald, anyway it gives that envision the theatrical view. Then I craved further knowledge about the characters and the…
City lights
Petals of Trust
In a quaint little cottage, a world of enchanting beauty, resided a little child named Alka, blessed with the wisdom of her loving grandpa. Together, they cultivated a magical garden, where nature’s palette unfolded in a kaleidoscope of vibrant hues. One serene evening, as the golden sun began its descent, casting a warm glow upon…
Life
“Finally”,sighing in relief,she got off the work. Work isn’t it? A job of an actor ,what we play everyday ? Putting on the mask to face the entire world,where truth hides in shadow and evil looms in every corner, wouldn’t it be a lie to say everybody is victim of Corrupted mind? Survival is a…
Man Ki Baat
Thoda Rukh idhr bhi kariye, baitha hai koi apke intezaar me Itna bhi kya rukhsat hona, itni bhi kya mashrufiyat.. Thoda zikr hamara bhi ho, do batein hum bhi krein, thodi khwahish hai guft-gu ki, Aap aayenge humare paas bhi ek waqt lekar, baitha h koi iss iqrar mein!! Yun to ek pal bhi sadiyon…
A Self Talk
Don’t know why I’ve been here for so long Even when I knew this is not where I belong Don’t know where I’m going wrong And got so tired of staying strong I now live in a lonely zone stop myself from reaching the throne Forgot all the love I’ve been shown And turned my…
It’s Ok!!
It’s ok to feel left out Not every crowd is worth fitting in It’s ok to stress out Not a single person has got everything sorted It’s ok to cry out Not necessary you always have to be the strongest It’s ok to recess You can come back stronger later It’s ok to get tired…
“Masterpiece of Love”
You are the paint that colors my world, The canvas that holds my every swirl. You are the brush that guides my hand, The art that I create with each command. You are the melody that fills my heart, The rhythm that sets me apart. You are the lyrics that I sing, The music that…