Hope

Dark clouds have cried down, There can only be sunshine now; To blaze what remains… ~Another try on haiku, for Ronovan’s haiku challenge for this week using the words ‘clouds’ and ‘sunshine’. Featured image taken from the terrace on an evening just after a heavy rain. Pune rains are like this, sudden unexpected pour downs…

Broken

I wanna stand in the rain, Wanna get wet and soaked in; So that I can cry like a baby, And no one would ask me why!   I wanna run as fast as I can, Find some faraway mountain; So that I can scream out loud, And no one would care as to why!…

Crack of Dawn

Why do we say, ‘The crack of dawn’? The first streak of light, Cleave the dark night sky; Forming a crack at The eastern skyline; Tearing the black curtains apart, The light peers through; Taking away the veil, The morning smiles at you!  ~ The featured image courtesy to one of my colleague cum friend….

Elixirs of life

It’s not just the plants, That need the wind; You need it too, If not to undulate; To cool your temper, To purify you, in and out. It’s not just the leaves, That need sunlight; You need it too, Not to photosynthesize; To replenish your soul, To enlighten your wisdom. So, Unlatch those windows, Unbar…

The Ant Story

A tiny black ant in the sugar, I found strolling by That daddy just brought from the shop nearby. Mom took a tin and poured in the sugar, I waited as the ant came out like a skilled digger. Scared he seemed, as faster he strolled; Up, to the lid then back down he patrolled….

“Lumos”

Today, I raise my wand A glow at it’s tip, cuz You were the light, Who taught us what’s right, That to repent is wise Once you suss what’s vice. If only you could see, The agony now we fell in For our hero you were, Their truest friend there. I chant, “Alan beloved, May…

Laboratory

It was my chemistry teacher Said, kitchen is a laboratory Exploring and contemplating I stood there only to see A dusted and darkened, Coughing and huffing, Self starting machine that Revive at the crack of dawn, Producing sodium chloride solution There everyday… ~ Yet another attempt, originally written two months ago, a rough translation of…

It’s about Time…

It’s about time, To leave for the best, To let go off the rest, For I never pondered the stay, Rumi as my bey.   Its about time, To burst the bubble, Not to cling on and cuddle, ‘Fore the walls turn dark and dense, Dip the zest and vista hence.   It’s about time,…