Soaring and flying high up in the azure sky;
Big or small, irrespective of size I fly;
Full of passion and zest;
Whether it is dawn or dusk;
...
I remember seeing thou - first time
You seemst to me stern
But that was childish fear - an allusion
And soon was't gone (I)
...
My senses vanish, My hands tremble,
As I utter a heart rendering ‘tale';
A Tale from the regions frozen round the year (I)
...
Wake up, Wake up! Thou slumbering sleep
Here I realize- how futile have these years been;
Through the years of knowledge
Whatever I have gained; Is it all in vain?
...
Once upon a time
God created two creatures
Man and Woman and settled ‘em,
In the Garden of Eden. (I)
...
Road to hell and heaven are the same,
Its people who choose different lanes
Some to Hell, and some to Heaven,
Leaving their kins to get rotten.
...
I love my man
I'm a lie if I say I don't
I love my man
I'm a lie if I say I don't
...
Colors Of Independence: An Ode To A Kite
Soaring and flying high up in the azure sky;
Big or small, irrespective of size I fly;
Full of passion and zest;
Whether it is dawn or dusk;
To reach my ultimate destination.
No caste, no creed;
No lust, no greed;
And devoid of any breed;
In varied colors we weave;
Spectrum of Unity and Independence.
Colliding, or sometimes severed;
From sprigs, chimneys, or poles;
From various errands I fly;
To touch the point of zenith.
If the aim of life is,
Struggle from strife,
Why be fatigued and vanquished;
From failures in Life.
Life, for me, is Source of Light,
Where I fathom the unknown,
And it makes me feisty, to learn;
To garner the spirit of courage,
From vicissitudes in one's Life.