To write is to soothe thou

And embrace your soul out, creating a rhythm they decry Shayaris to wear on your sleeves Sonnets to adorn the dimples your cheeks cultivate everytime you smile A haiku on crevices of your forehead Weaving stories through the thick black slivers to embellish your eyebrows in broad daylight And some impregnating the craters of your thigh.

I Sky!

To the maple skies we etch our dreams, From the hues of violet we abstract our peace, Eyeing the cotton candy clouds of skies so bright, We glide past days through the rainbows bright and fine!

My meditations

Ah I'm anxious and again so paleI don't wish to plunge into a perturbed stateNo worries I'll just relax and meditateA cozy and quiet room becomes my escapeInto my lungs, all the fresh air I inhaleAnd then tracking this air becomes the chaseAnd imagining the air as bubbles is such a fun game!A huddle of…

A teacher for lessons,a teacher for life!

Ensconced in a corner with eyes glued to the board,Every syllable escaping his lips, we try to hoard.Never did I realise how arithmetic became art like!Brimming with rage or sometimes jocular as a sage,Arithmetic or art, none could anticipate,Prancing about the class, juggling with articulations,He'd laugh away the thorny arithmetic with his jovial revelations!With the…

THE MOON AND A WOMAN

find the dark as she conflagrates herself up to satiate others as she discovers within herself the embedded loveliness and an infinite ocean of love! And as she metamorphosises to master her own soul, she masters the strength of her inner power