Category Archives: Older writings

Transferred from my old blog.

Answer

Through the Rustic Lanes of Past Through the psychedelic lights of future.. I am the curiosity known to all who have known life.. I am the question which hovers Innately in all our existences. It clings to my essence and

Answer

Through the Rustic Lanes of Past Through the psychedelic lights of future.. I am the curiosity known to all who have known life.. I am the question which hovers Innately in all our existences. It clings to my essence and

Lives of mine.

As far as my eyes would go, I see your eternity- Curled up like a cozy cat In the depths of my brain; I wonder what lies beneath my skin tinkling like a clear brook.. When I look at our

Lives of mine.

As far as my eyes would go, I see your eternity- Curled up like a cozy cat In the depths of my brain; I wonder what lies beneath my skin tinkling like a clear brook.. When I look at our

I live another day

For a thousand kisses That runs through the core I won’t forget reality, now, Waves wash me away A favor no less no more; And I cringe and flutter No stones left to turn Oh the love and the pain

I live another day

For a thousand kisses That runs through the core I won’t forget reality, now, Waves wash me away A favor no less no more; And I cringe and flutter No stones left to turn Oh the love and the pain

Transcendent

I love the word “serendipity”. Its charm lies in its unexpectedness. It was a routine morning today and I was preparing for my usual morning run. Due to time constraint I let go of my customary route by the river and

Transcendent

I love the word “serendipity”. Its charm lies in its unexpectedness. It was a routine morning today and I was preparing for my usual morning run. Due to time constraint I let go of my customary route by the river and

Dreamscape

In this life and the next Let me hold your handsClasp them into secrecy Or for the world to see Let me smell fresh mown grass In the warmth of your breath Wet my fingers in the salt of your

Dreamscape

In this life and the next Let me hold your handsClasp them into secrecy Or for the world to see Let me smell fresh mown grass In the warmth of your breath Wet my fingers in the salt of your