For you

To the man who’ll probably never read this

Not that there’s a need to say this

To the man who was a part of me for so long

To man I remember with every heartache and song

Hear this, while I came to that coffee place we used to love

While I plead with my heart and mind to plough

To stay still

To be calm and tranquil

Through the torrid rides of memories and rain

To desperately hide the void and the pain

That I saw a sight that I felt

You’d have been tickled at, you might

The brain within even does a simulcra of what you’d have said

Of how we’d have laughed at!

In moments like these I relish the lost joys of our time together

In moments like these

You’re still gone

And I, remain.

A 3ww haiku

Winnowed by our own ego

This potential saga of love remains unsung

A blindly hopeful heart awaits …

Lazy drizzles

Lazy drizzles
Stolen Glances
Lost Chances

Vindictive reality
Tart Awkwardness
Underhanded gestures

A mending heart
Feeling hopeful,
But Knowing…

For this week’s 3ww


I am ME!

From my first breath, and heart beat;
I am

From every inch of bone and flesh;
I am

From every word, smile and class;
I am

Shielded by naiveté and ever so trusting;
I am

The world and all in it to accept me, as
I am;

When plans fail, and things fall apart;
I am

By betrayals, two-facedness and the malignant malice
of this world; I am

By experience, by observation, by hits, trials and errors;
I am

By the joys amidst the tears, for the blessings;
I am

For a peaceful and a better, enriched life
I am

For wishing for success within my control,
I am

With every passing moment, as today fades into tomorrow,
I am.

With life, on my own terms;
I am.

I am ME!

New Innings …

In the thickets of the forest
The little birds speak
Did you hear the budding of the florets?
Its fragrance , covering the tepid reek?

Through the auburns of autumn
and the ivories of winter
There is a lovely spring anew
amidst the leaf shedding, helter skelter

While the empty branches
Yes, they are, a sad sight
As I walk past , over the following days
New leaves! New life! What a delight!

As all things in life
they come a full circle
As the sands of time
Through the hourglass, trickle

Lets celebrate!
For this year is done
Let rejoice!
And start anew, the upcoming one

Hope is a flower


The calendar comes a full circle
Oh how, the months by us, went
As the blood gushes through the ventricles
Some in idledom, while others, well spent

As we list out the years highlights
Of the hard work , toil and moil
We celebrate on the joys and triumph 
and must ignore the rusted, rickety and unoiled

So if the calendar sheets are through
Does that mean this offers nothing new?
How does it matter, a day or a month
When you spearhead a plan, with strength

While we defy and fight for our rights
To our flaws and shortcomings, we submit
Despite what the ego instructs
We must rectify and overcome it

So here’s to the closure of the bad olds
And the starts of many good news
Through the manure of the bygone dead mistakes
A successful, positive hope of a flower, renews


This week’s 3ww entry.

Be Thankful

Between the moon rise and the sunrise
What does happen in the mid, transpires?
So just because you wake to another day,
Do you think its because you have it your way?
Be thankful!

From the roof that protects you above your head
And the clothes that cover you all over
Do you think, to all this , you’re entitled?
to all the sinfully tasty food, and leftovers?
Be thankful!

As you take every step out to your garden
And the starkly pure morning breeze
The dewdrops, on the leaves, they’ve fallen
While yellows and greens, dance on the leaves
Do you think these colors are yours to love?
Be thankful!

As you return to your haven, after a hard day’s work
And you soak in the loving smiles and kind words
If not for all this love, affection,and hugs
One would definitely go berserk
Be thankful!

For every breath
For every moment 
For every experience
For every joy
For every sorrow
For every instant of inspiration and wisdom

Be thankful!

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