Just when the city of dreams had finally become familiar
Another by the coast beckons like an old pal
The city hums, a melody of the night
The wooden boxes block the fading light
Uncertainty looms, weaving a tapestry dense
Desires are a distant star
I wonder if the skills shall find value
or will it vanish into thin air
There's a sea of faces, new and unknown
I wonder will I ever find a home?
Doubts, a heavy cloud, obscures the peace
Despite the fear, hope rises anew
New bonds await, an adventure begins
The mysteries of tomorrow do sing a hopeful tune
In the city of destiny,
new memories will be etched.
Packing courage with each folded cloth,
I leaving the known and venture beyond.
Fear, a fleeting meteor so I look forward
To discover the stars that burn ever so bright.
This city is a canvas painted with stars,
I'll write my own story, reaching for what's far.
Hope's brushstrokes paint constellations new,
Embracing the unknown, with a celestial, mesmerizing view.-
Hoping that these feeble attempts at verses resonate with you... read more
कभी जो रात गहरी और काली हो जाए
तो तुम बस मुस्कुरा कर अपनी चाँदनी बिखेर देना-
The dusty satchel felt heavy in her hand as she approached the weathered farmhouse. A year had passed since her tearful goodbye. Taking a deep breath, she knocked.
He answered, his face etched with worry. Surprise flickered in his eyes. "Apeksha?"
Inside, memories clung to every corner. Apeksha sank onto the familiar rug, the silence thick.
Pulling a worn envelope from her satchel, she said, "I found this cleaning out Baba's things."
His hand trembled as he took the letter, his name faded on the paper. Tears welled up in her eyes – a letter of apology, unspoken.
His voice rasped, "He never sent it." Forgiveness, a bridge unbuilt.
Apeksha reached in again, a smaller envelope glinting in the dim light. "I wrote you a letter too, Dadu."
As he read, a faint smile touched his lips. A bridge built, not of words left unspoken, but of words finally shared.-
You and I wouldn't struggle
to express what we feel,
to show what we truly mean.
Our thoughts may not be in sync,
but we hold open minds,
understand we are different,
yet can still coexist.
Cause difference isn't wrong,
but a counterpoint to hold,
two voices weaving a tapestry yet untold.
Pieces of a puzzle,
all shapes and all sizes,
fit together somehow,
beneath open skies.
So let the melody unwind,
even if the notes create dissonance,
for in this world of vibrant minds,
acceptance lights the path ahead.-
Fear lurks in the darkest chambers,
A serpent coiled, its secrets it keeps.
Words unspoken, a burden I carry,
A question whispered, while courage sleeps.
I wonder if someday you will know,
These anxieties that cloud my mind.
The doubts and fears, a churning flow,
That leave me searching, hoping to find...
The strength to voice them, let them take flight,
Break free from the silence, the endless night.
But will your gaze still hold the same light,
If I bare my soul in the open light?
Would you still see me, for who I am?
The essence beneath the guarded facade.
Will understanding lend a gentle hand,
Or will fear drive a wedge, sharp and sad?
This silence binds me, a heavy weight,
But trust, like a seed, yearns to germinate.
Perhaps with courage, the truth won't isolate,
Maybe you'll see the one I truly create.-
The badge we wear, the title held,
A fragment's claim, a story spelled.
But underneath the suit's façade,
A universe, a heart unchained.
#captioned #-
Strange, lonely and
sometimes unnerving
Time is a story
Of people, feelings
and miracles happening
Time is a story
Of memories old and
hopes of future unfolding..-
कल रात तेरा ख़्याल
फिर मुझमे घर कर गया
निकलना था मुझे
दुनिया की सैर पर
हाथ तेरा थामने से
मुझे सारा जहान मिल गया।-