Wednesday, 5 August 2026

The reverse sense

 


What is the question to a known response

In such a hunt the key seeks her lock

Like a prey in ambush for the peril

Much as a flow in wait of molten waters

A hearty laughter amidst a silent throng

The jubiliant feast without a reason

An intoxication before the tavern is open

It’s the unexpressed emotion of my  heart.


Enroute Delhi

Reverse sense, read past line upwards

2362

4.8.26

12.38 hrs

Tuesday, 4 August 2026

The Dream Destination

 

Where to set foot amidst darkness

When the stifled cries hold all light

Flogged forever from plough to the barn

Tethered to a shrunk horizon every dusk

The unbrindled flow of a free mind

Remains fetterred to an unrelenting belief

Even as the innocent infant gets dragged away

And starves to a neglected demise

The mind continues to chew the cud

Milched to the last single drop every time

The swollen udder covers exploding veins 

And merely awaits the hour of slow slaughter

In such an hour of swarming darkness

Even as the herd lines up to a plank

Every stride contemplated to break loose

In itself is a lifelong dream destination.


2361

Heathrow,London

4.8.26

7.40 hrs

Saturday, 1 August 2026

The reflection

 


The reflection glazes flow of life

Sprinkles her silver on the twirls

Torches waters with her golden glow

Or brings blush to the paling visage

Before conjuring tides in the dark

To contrive their gallop into trojan castle

Laden with lost treasures of dissolved marks

When the sky merges with my infinite waves

She peeps with an encompassing halo

That glows deep within my eager soul

And she can find my incadandescent flicker

Kindle her ever inspiring resplendence.

 

2360

Toronto

16 30 hrs

1.8.26

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thursday, 16 July 2026

The chimes

 





Reverberations of mild waft

Resound with a faint clang

Fragile rippples in the air

The footmarks of an unseen tiptoe

Perceptible to a vigilant mind

Only when someone cares to absorb

The sighs of concealed emotions

And a thud of agitated heart

That still doubts an acceptance

And understanding of his beat

The chimes are a subtle symbol

Of a raging storm deep within

If only someone would stop to listen.


Enroute London

2359

19.22 hrs

16.7.26








Thursday, 2 July 2026

The orchids

 


Vivid and exquisite, your petals

That spread like a bold enigma

Much like your invisible fragrance

Or cascading memories in your presence.

When the buzz digs deep into nectar

You recoil to bring breath to breeze

The hues resonate with butterflies 

And color the vagabond rainbows

Tender petals of dazzling dreams 

Held by pragmatic hardened twigs 

Your myriad shades of pink, purple, yellow

With contrast of faded trail to turgid  pistil 

With a promise to bring another morn

Vibrant and fragrant days to forever follow.


 Yamuna nagar

23.44 hrs

2.7.26

2358

Friday, 26 June 2026

The sail in a storm

 

Like a beast when yanked in all directions

It crashes to the ground on the block

To suffer the spectacle of her gory demise

Her drowning in the gory gush of her own

No matter the vessel carried often the treasures

Now it scuttles alone and empty in a storm

With the intruding water that gurgles inside

It wipes the word of dreamy soul scribbled within

After many a thoughtful hour and sigh 

Even the ink that lent herself for the word

Now betrays the sail that promised a horizon

When scribbled upon in a vacation noon 

The flesh is torn like a paper as the beast

Is abandoned in storm with a capsized life

The vows of a horizon are wiped down the drain.


Rishikesh 

12.10 hrs

2357

27.6.26

Wednesday, 24 June 2026

The desperate calm

 

Stranded between uncertain because and despite

In preordained predicament there is little respite

Like a tangled clump of infinite string of time

That could unfold many a flight of grounded kite.

To seek redemption the wayward winds blow

Our abilities like a latent seed their response bestow

Soiled, but not sown and yet winnowed off in futility 

The storm in simmering womb smothers his flow.

The desperate calm that we upon ourselves heap

Torments like a deadly deamon put to brittle sleep

Our countenance drapes a tranquil façade for pretense

While angst perpetually pricks our soul in the deep.


Moradabad 

2356

23.23 hrs

24.6.26