Recent Posts Tagged With 'prose'

• Trickles

  Posted on Wednesday May 27th, 2009 at 14:22 in love, prose, snippet, trickles

  when the night talks in whisper.. when moon calls in the wild.. Just peep inside the wonders of your heart.. The music of you and me like heartbeats of child.. ...

• Hitherto!

  Posted on Friday April 24th, 2009 at 10:41 in poem, prose, hitherto

  Whispering train callous pain Broken lane Dry rain Motion Ajar Bleedy war Soul mar You afar perpetual scar Crashing czar Silent eyes Distant white Dead Kite Long night Outta sight Mistress bright Missing light Nothing right   ...

• Sounds of me

  Posted on Tuesday November 11th, 2008 at 08:04 in poem, prose, alone, sounds

    The trickles of kisses in the shadow Moving for the purest white The tears of eyes looking shallow Perhaps missing those sight   The flames of burning candles Defying your reason of light They wonder and grasps in sorrow Wish they knew the virt...

• Reconciliation

  Posted on Wednesday March 26th, 2008 at 15:01 in fight, poem, prose, hope, expression, devil, difficulties, path

  In The land of Faded times Whispers sweet sorrow in scary mimes   Laughing Out loud the virtues of saint Trickles of water in the motion they faint     Inebriated wisdom in fusion of death and life Looking at sky in the moments of stri...

• …Evanescence…

  Posted on Thursday August 23rd, 2007 at 07:17 in prose, Evanescence, voices, my dream run

      A semaphore of heart to be perceived The drop of tear eye conceived Convoluting space beneath the soul Darkness, the absence of light, in the hole   Virgin beauty of mind fostering thought Cadence of truth what they sought They see th...

• We

  Posted on Thursday July 12th, 2007 at 14:20 in prose, schizophrenia, schizophrenic, voices, my dream run, we, multiple personality

        It’s raining …drop in drops… drop by drop. Each drop like new born baby whining making sounds of me …me…me… And then they reach the ground precipitated in the soil and shouts …”We”     I carry you, you in me...

• .D.O.T. (A poet’s reminiscence)

  Posted on Wednesday July 4th, 2007 at 10:23 in prose, expression, dot, thought process

  In The crowd or alone The clandestine affair of enigmatic clone Unturned pages of book unknown Showing DOT a seed not sown   Under the bridge frozen space so phoney Flashing dazzled night of symphony Intimidated by the pouring rain Pervious DOT goe...

• Eternity…

  Posted on Wednesday June 27th, 2007 at 19:37 in prose, wish, eternity, my dream run

    On the broken pieces of paper Different faces of sky Fosters the child of sea..   In the sandalwood sunlight The child, perspicuous squirrel of mountain Breathing in canvas so white Caresses its hand in a plea..   The semaphore heart, truth...

• Unspoken'

  Posted on Friday June 15th, 2007 at 16:42 in prose, expression, unspoken

  This is the translation of a poem which I wrote in hindi yesterday night…   You can find the original poem in my Hindi poem's archieve..”Nishabd”.     I want to thanks Akshay for this. The English version is slight...

• Voices,deja-vu and phoenix..(II)

  Posted on Sunday June 10th, 2007 at 03:24 in fantasy, dreams, prose, phoenix, thought process

  and phoenix'   A call in the night living Standing hands make it moving Life' A swollen river Mystic blue, cutting to self believing   It's not dead, it's not living either Spark that shines spin and wither Somewhere it belong, somewhere in ob...

• 3 Pegs Whiskey And Infinite Ramblings

  Posted on Thursday May 31st, 2007 at 14:39 in fantasy, alcohol, prose, silence, whisky, Nostalgia, thought process blog, my dream run

  3 Pegs Whiskey Today reading the mails, one of them reminded me of DC first shot at drinks. Well that was DC's first and last time DC had rendezvous with the gold beauty.. To celebrate New Year with DC one of his close friends came from Bangalore t...

• Dreamcatcher'

  Posted on Saturday May 26th, 2007 at 18:56 in fantasy, dreams, song, prose, hope, my dream run

  Asked him love …He took my hand,joined the stars in sky to make a heart Asked him wish … He unfolded his hand and a butterfly flew Asked him desire …He spread his palms and sands dripped Asked him dream … He Kissed the air a...

• 1 degree of change

  Posted on Saturday May 19th, 2007 at 16:28 in prose, Nostalgia, thought process blog

  100 degree  ,the temperature at which water boils                     ..101degree it becomes steam…a 1 degree change ..transformation of state.. Often it takes one moment of insanity that changes everythig and then many oth...

• Life In 4 Colours'

  Posted on Saturday May 12th, 2007 at 11:17 in prose, colours, thought process blog, life colors

  I painted it white with flaps of the kite,hear the cackling voice… I painted it blue with scent of love, feel the rejoice I painted it Red with innocence of solitude, rendezvous with wise I painted it black with soporific smile, embrace the...