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Poetic mind

Kbhi kbhi itefakkan hm baatein kr lete h
Na chah kr b hm tumse aetbaar kr lete h
Yun to chup hai apne shehr ki shaam me
Pr hr kbhi tere shehr ki subah ki khawahish kr ke thoda or jee lete hai!

-Adi

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Poetic mind

Maybe I was never as good as I thought of myself to be
And maybe
now I am learning to accept
myself with the imperfections
and all the scars of time
Because realisation hit me
Just like a thunderbolt
That Not only am I but
Infact we all are
Child of silent wars,
and hidden sorrow
And something tells me
That we, a broken piece of poetry
Which needs to be recited
with the chimes
without rhymes
Are Just like a soft summer rain on skin
Which disavow the emptiness
Without warning
Like a magic!

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HELLO AGAIN PEEPS

IT’S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE WE ALL HAVE MET AND I SINCERLY HOPE YOU ALL ARE DOING GREAT AND ARE SAFE AND SOUND.

I know few of you might have disappeared because I wasn’t around and trust me I understand but this post is for all those sweethearts who gave me time to find my voice and are still sticking around to hear from a amateur girl like me…

Not to justify myself or anything but JULIAN BARNES once said,”I think it is very important to stop when you haven’t anything to say.” and that was the only reason i escaped from all this for a while. I just needed to settle things around and to manage the new life I had choose for myself. And now when I think I have managed it (it’s not true honestly, I suck at time management from the very beginning but I am trying) I am back again with my rants and rambles but more importantly for the pure leisure of reading my few favourite mind ticklers.

so, here am I to hear the music of words!

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Poetic Mind

It’s a dream or a reality
I am still confused
It’s like a perfect pause between breaths
Or may be
I am travelling a road
Where i thought
My foots will never lead to
But again it never happens like
how you think!right ?
So here i am a lil confused
A lil excited
More of the happy
And less of nervous
Or maybe
Its like the anxiety
That comes before every adventure
But then
It’s a beautiful reality than a dream
Or maybe
Its the Final piece that’s missing
And every word I write is a step closer
To whatever J’m meant to find
But wait
This isn’t all I think about
So maybe next time
When i will pick up my quill
We will talk about everything
I have read about “it” in thought catalogue and more…

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Poetic mind

She
She is the language that people cannot speak
For she is silence
She
She is no more a paper heart that so easily burns
For she is an emotion
She
She is no longer a stranger
For she has found a home in herself
She
She is an idea of newborn life
For she tastes bittersweet
And to tell you the truth
She
She doesn’t look for comforts
For she find kinship in scars
Maybe because
She
She knows the face of harsh reality
That without the dark sky
we wouldn’t even look for stars…

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Poetic Mind

This is a little scary
Because I am trying to stick to my own story
And since, you and I
we have met often
And we think we have known each other for long enough
I will take this liberty
To say you sorry
For the moments you missed
the love you lost
The crush which remained a crush
And most importantly for
All those things
Of which,I assured you
That we need light to see
Perhaps I was the only fire
That burnt you down
But today
I want you to be a Firefly
And believe in hope
Perhaps today,
I once more want to assure you
That your existence is you!

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Poetic mind

To the strangers we often meet
And make eye contact
And the very moment of that infectious smile
To the heart warming laughter we share
We dont need to hear their story
To the learn the music their heart is currently playing
So,
Listen
Listen to its symphony
Sing that melody
Coz that unheard voice might take you to voids
There words will move to inspire
And their silence will take you to love
You often meet that stranger
In front of a mirror
Or in an entirely different person
Go on
See that spark in those eyes
And than come back , meet yourself with different eyes!

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Logic or emotion

I dont know why
And i do not know how
But i do stumble upon questions
Questions that floats around
And Maybe because they believe
I am nomad
They come on my way
to meet me
so that i can behold them
And carry them around
Not like a baggage
But like a part
Part of my memory
And part of the very existence of “me”
And it tickles
Tickles my mind
To think thoughtlessly
That its a choice
And i ought to chose one
Okay, I do have a preference
But mine is a little different
It’s Neither Logic nor emotion
Coz my heart believes
There is no logic without an emotion
And maybe that’s why these questions have become more and more like a ghost
Inside me
And like this I keep them alive
Until I stumble again!!!