The glory of the world of Tolkien is one that can barely be fathomed even by most of his avid fans, including me! I’ve lost count of the number of times I have watched the trilogies just to cheer myself up, or perused through many quotes from his works, to find that sparkle of inspiration. …
Category: Poems
Something that I doodle with a pen....
Feb 25
Spent….
Empty pages strewn on my bedYou robbed me of my words too!Today I am spent, my coffers are emptyThere’s nothing of value I can give! We are strangers again today,Passing by eachother as life moves on,The caravan of our dreams disbanded,They now entertain someone else! Do you think dreams rot too?Moistened by tears, fodder for …
May 22
Tere intezaar mein…
For a long time now, I had not penned anything remotely poetic. I have often envied the capability of some who are so welled with emotions and expressiveness that compositions flow effortlessly from them. I am in comparison, rather emotionally challenged. But then there are times when some sequence in a movie, or a memory that …
Sep 14
Ek lamha
Ek lamha – dastak de raha tha sehma sa, ghabraya sa – ek lamha. Jaise maut ka saaya uske paas khada ho; Mere darwaze pe khada, woh lamha dasktak de raha tha! pukaar raha tha jaise apna ne ke liye – lamha jo keh raha tha, ke woh mera hai! main jo uljha raha mere …
Jun 22
Dried Ink….
The quill lay limp on the table, Begging me bestow life to its limbs. It’s lips dried, aching for the soothing Touch of the ink, filling its innards. Should I cure this invalid jester? For he soon shall jump around Mocking – me, my self, and my memories. Ungrateful wretch! Piteous though! Maybe I can spill the sweetened …
Jul 21
(No title)
Sitting on a burning pyre,A fire within the mind;What hurts more is hard to say,Where it hurts is hard to find. My own ashes piling high,My own dreams burning nigh,Alone in my moments of pain,Lost in ruins, losses are my only gain.
You say-I say