Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Tears ~ Haiku










 Lightning bolt strikes
rains howling aloud
                   tears depict pain  suppressed.



Saturday, November 14, 2015

Childhood and Memories

                             The paper boat sailing our dreams...                           
                                       Scribbles on the last page...                                              
                                 Swings and slippery slides...                      
                               Scratched knees and scraped hands....                            
                            Colorful books and painting stuffs....                                  
                                 Broken toys and lost pencils...                                      
                              Hide & Seek and Sand castles...              
                                 Comics and Cartoons..  

                                 Simplicity and innocence..                                      
                          Minutes of animosity and ease of forgiveness..                                                                                      
                              Curiosity and enthusiasm...                           
                         Strolling with a bag full of..                                              
                           Childhood and  Memories!!
  

Sunday, November 1, 2015

What Do You See?


What do you see when you wake up?

Do you see the scars that show your will to survive?
Do you see your tangled hair like your tangled thoughts?

Do you see the lips, dry as  if  it’s parched for love?
The lines on your forehead like the complex paths you traveled for long...

Do you see your beautiful smile like a newly bloomed flower...?
Do you see the lashes like feathers for your eyes?

 Do you see the navel, the depression   like the many mysteries of life? 
Do you see the morning glow like the ray of  hope in a gloomy cave?

 The dead skin like the struggle of your past...
Do you see the wrinkles, like the testimony of your experience?

 For every feature of your body portrays something uniquely beautiful and apparent...In spite of the flaws and imperfections!