The Reply

Rabindranath Tagore in Geetanjali wrote it as an invocation to God“Pluck this little flower and take it, delay not!I fear lest it droop and drop into the dust.It may not find a place in thy garland,But honour it with a touch of pain from thy handAnd pluck it.I fear lest the day end before IContinue reading “The Reply”

A Quintessential Search

Monopolized by her absenceHaving tranquilized my gleeI could find peace in noneExcept being on a search spree. Inside the crevices of cracked self loveAmidst the tangled mess of insecuritiesI thought I would find herPassionately struggling for parities. I passed my nimble fingersAll through my sleek maneI even sought my implausibly artistic eyebrowsBut it was allContinue reading “A Quintessential Search”

A Matter of Few More Miles

May be it has been yearsThe sun in your life hasn’t shoneBut don’t leave your hope in despairTrust me you are not alone. A thousand dampened eyesStill wait for the rainTo wash off their soulsThe very dirt of disdain. But just stop for a whileDonate a couple of minutesAs you come to the end ofContinue reading “A Matter of Few More Miles”

Cerebral Jaunts

Leafing through the erudite sheetsBlissfully sniffing biblichorTempted to relish in the stuporPint by pint I quaff the printed liquor.Leaping into a different worldAn eerie road I strideSometimes as a delinquent lassSometimes as an evasive bride.Gulping potions of passionDaring to face the wrath of dragonHow astute it feelsTo hurl at kins the literary jargon!Empathy runs inContinue reading “Cerebral Jaunts”

Love- A Paradoxical Escapade

Passionately smooching each otherOne nuzzling the other doveTriumphantly envying meMade me ruminate my cowardice towards love.That love is the contorted version of devotionI had been soothing myself withVowing not to plunge into the tantalizing poolI thought I rescued my heart from the impassioned scythe.Closing eyes I thought‘The horripilation of solicitous touchesAnd wobbles in the gutAreContinue reading “Love- A Paradoxical Escapade”

The Girl Who Healed

Cementing shredded pieces of heartsReleasing disquiet on paroleManuring plantlets of resilienceShe was a maiden salubrious to the soul.Prancing to the tunes of wails,She would traverse to the grieving eyesWiping off each extortionate dropShe would solace in an angel’s guise .Her gracile frame disgorged composureThe very words slipping from her lips were therapeuticHer dogmas resembled thoseContinue reading “The Girl Who Healed”

And so says a scribbler…

Called my heart for poetryAnd soul for some rhymeMy tympanum craved to palpateWith a lyric as nonchalant as a wind chime.Peered I into the kirkyard of emotionsTo water the pips of wordsTo see the boughs of rhythm growingAnd rejoice under the canopy of my orchards.Caressing an unsullied sheet of paperI blotted a point of inkMarkingContinue reading “And so says a scribbler…”

Battling Gloomy Days

On certain low and gloomy days,Pain is all you see,Dismay seems to weigh you down,In none you find glee.The souls with whom you’ve mingled well,Brutally make you bleed,The ones for whose joy you endeavoured,Grudge the moment you succeed.You toil relentlessly for days,But diligence doesn’t pay off,To cope with impending failures,You find it really tough.Stories ofContinue reading “Battling Gloomy Days”

A Cloak and Dagger Junction

According a report by WHO: Mental health conditions account for 16% of the global burden of disease and injury in people aged 10–19 years. Half of all mental health conditions start by 14 years of age but most cases are undetected and untreated (1). Globally, depression is one of the leading causes of illness andContinue reading “A Cloak and Dagger Junction”

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