Better late than never.
It's great to be born.
It's greater to be born again.
We have proved it through this platform.
Love luck and lust to do it over and over again.
"People make mistakes so did I ".
People fall in love so did I.
Then people fell in love again.
So did I.
Sometimes when you follow the masses you don't realise the "M" was silent.
Neither did I.
I made a mistake because people did.
It's mathematics where this is equal to that.
Tada. Make mistakes it proves you are alive. To err is human.
Love you all.
Slept early, woke up late, snoozed, siesta, showered, strolled and finally......................................................what were you expecting? 😀
Dinner is over.
The sluggish slob returns to her stack.
Wanderlust weekend with Lettrs begins.
I'm in love when the leaves rustle.
I'm in love when the breeze brushes by.
I'm in love when the raindrops trickle down.
I'm in love when the sun reflects a blush on my face.
I'm in love when the clouds roar and pour.
I'm in love when the water falls whisper in my ear aloud.
I'm in love when the moon is serenely watching me from afar.
I'm in love when all my five senses unite to the call of nature.
For there lies the unknown and untold tales of love.
We talk, we feel, we touch and become one.
For they are my lovers,
And I love them all alike.
The road leading to your obsession is undulant.
It will shake you off your confidence and emotions turbulent.
Halt and introspect is it worth.
Before you become a figment of self mirth.
It's a journey a risk be careful where you tread.
So wherever we stop we pick up the thread.
We are living together as strangers.
Indulging, performing, igniting in dangers.
With a latent hatred.
This relationship is still sacred.
You strip me naked when you feel.
I hold a baggage never to reveal.
For the world you're free flowing water.
For the world I'm a fiery plotter.
The truth is actually in reverse.
I love our family and their needs I nurse.
You can share a lie to prove your point.
I refrain from truth for a fear to disappoint.
We are two different people living together.
In love and duties you've clipped my feathers.
I don't want to soar I don't want to fly.
I'll live with you forever never to shy.
One thing I'll n...
I stood nonplussed before the lush stairway,
This could be heaven or this could be hell.
Inviting me mysteriously while ringing a bell.
Enticing in an unprecedented manner to explore,
No turning back i was trapped in a whimsical palindrome,
I was going to loose myself in my questly syndrome.
I'm burning like a candle,
Slowly....flickering in pain .
Why did you show me the flame,
When i stood tall and cold.
When I stood tall and cold,
You touched me like a flame from your amber eyes.
Your gaze trickling like lava from my head to toes.
Melting me down wherever it stopped.
The intense piercing eyes undressing me slowly where they lingered,
Burning and cooling intermittently.
Brewing in desire....
Where you and i stood alone in the crowd.
As I stood in the dark corner,
Bathing you in my light,
Your eyes didn't see me anymore,
Blinded in my light.
I was burning for you slowly, painfully,
Trickling down melting,
Not tall anymore.
My scattered fragments spluttered ...
The difference is.....
I can belong but never be possessed.
Because....you're the lover and you're the tormentor.
The difference is.....
That we will never meet again ,
For you to read my eyes and for me to hear your heartbeat.
The difference is.....
That you have promises to keep and bask in the halo of the laurels you have wreathed, while I watch from afar with misty eyed gratification.
The difference is.....
You have the power and I have the pen.
You pushed me away........
My heart is brimming with love,
I want to show you if I may.
It wants to hear, it wants to feel in more than many ways.
Words unspoken thoughts unshared,
There's so much it wants to say.
Our eyes have met so many times,
Only to linger and never astray.
Please oh! Please just say the truth,
Why are you pushing me away?
I vested all my trust in you , and prayed for you night and day.
Without you I feel lost in despair,
Like a needle lost in hay.
I gaze at the sky at the stars for a sign like there my answers lay.
Just let me know that you feel the same and never will betray.
From there we will split like we never met no questions asked as to rest i lay.
Souls unite woefully, conspiring to intensify a purpose unforeseen and ambiguous.
A glimpse beyond the uncertainties of the dark clouds envisioned a silver lining.
Flew together in spirit to places unknown and finally dusk met dawn.
Impressions indelible and mesmerising thoughts contemplating looking back or not.
As the water holds metal and stone holds fire, forever be holding a desire.
Beyond the field of righteousness besides the river of wrong, they reunite under the tree of hope singing a mystical song.
As the days, weeks and months stormed by
Some achieving some deceiving.
Let's mark the end
Let's mark the beginning
With unconditionally giving and receiving.
A very happy, blessed and blissed New Year 2016 to you and your family.
Sanjeev, Shalini and Kanishka Kapoor.
For my soul sister....
She's a rampant a killer a masquerade a drama....
she's everything she's not suppose to be.
A show stopper a wannabe a looker a weapon ....
And everything you just don't wanna see.
She screams she demands she's loud and obscene....
But that's only before me.
She's timid she's sensitive she loves and wants love....
That goes for the one who holds her hearts key.
Imagining life without her makes me miserable....
For together we are "WE".
She wants to do much more
She has dreams galore.
She has the energy she has the vibes.
But her family and kids she adores.
She's a friend a getaway,
But always with reasons to explore.
You know what you're doing
with justice to all.
That's my girl achieving that's my girl deceiving,
The doors to heaven will bore.
Seek my blessings
Seek my trust.
The future will reveal and secure.
The Ray of hope ....
We met as strangers in need.
you to provide and me to conceive.
I questioned you answered.
I answered your unspoken.
In my willingness to help.
A help you never asked for.
I became so involved in your questions, my answers I forgot.
For the fear that if I told you all, how would I find the reason to meet you again.
So naive I became, so unaware.
In my need to see you all over with no gain.
Ready to loose making it difficult,
for you to answer my problem.
For you to help my pain.
you're making me insane.
that's why I look for reasons for the emotions to rain.
in vain in vain in vain.
Though I know in my heart you're just trying to feign.
I believe where trust fails faith begins.
it's people we trust in God we believe.
Who fails us are unfair to themselves.
Failing is a defeat.
When you fail to meet trust,
when you fail to meet expectations,
when you fail to honour words,
when you fail because your gains defy relationship.
You simply fail deeper and continue so.
My eyes were closed while I opened the path to my heart.
You walked in stole away the fragments of an initial hurt.
What did you receive?
A fortune of bitterness and fragments of my past defeat.
I'm left with nothing but the power to regain, rebuild, reaffirm, restore and trust again. For I will never fail. For I will always try. For I may faulter but never ever s...
A fair hate.
My thoughts devoid of feelings wander here and there.
Battling my sense of emotions it creates a latent scare.
My eyes defy my vengeance
but still manage to pair.
Expressions and thoughts mismatch but I no longer care.
Failed association, felony and hatred leave me in despair.
Revengeful is all I'm left with emotionally impaired.
I have to do this for love,trust and honour, no good souls deserve a nightmare.
Divinity I'm impatient will fight for justice from my share.
*to accept wrong is as good as doing it.
I close my eyes
my lids are heavy.
They keep drooping down with the weight of what's yet to be.
Why is what's yet to be weighing me down?
Because somewhere deep down I'm anxious, I have expectations, I want to influence the unknown.
Yes I must............
praying in honesty
hope in earnest
believe in me
Keep up the faith
One of those days when you've pre planned a holiday trip and the flights are disrupted due to fog.
Preplanned but location changed multiple times due to unforeseen but important work issues.
Packing unpacking followed by repacking based on climate difference.
Something similar to handle with care as fragile and then you end up smashing it to pieces.
Feeling scattered and wondering if planning in advance really works.
Think it sucks!
True spirit of a win as how I perceived yesterday from a bunny bunch of 5 year olds in my son's school.
Well it was Sports day celebration and everyone seemed to be in the true spirit of the occasion.
There were cheers there were groans there was hooting and moans.
Time was flying and so was the day
activities unfolding and bright children making hay as the sun shined sending wisps of breeze.
The lil bunnies were lined up on the starting point and with the toy gun shot began the bunny race. Close to the finishing line one bunny decided to trip intentionally and fell refusing to budge.
The turning point came when the winning bunnies took it literally and forgot the race turned around to g...
It's freezing cold but I feel the warmth of the glow within pour .
The glow of love the glow of desire is brewing in my core.
it's not a bond it's not a promise it's not suppose to be.
I found this safe haven with loads of struggle when my soul met "me".
My father left us before I was married.
For reasons unknown a burden I carried.
His presence and approval was important in my life.
It was always for his nod of approval I strived.
Why did he leave me without a final nod.
Why did he leave me without applaud.
For this would have stayed with me for the rest of my life.
Giving me confidence till the end to suffice.
I dreamt of him after ages yesterday,
In the hustling market he was making his way.
I ran after him as I always did,
I cried out his name wondering why he hid.
I took longer steps in a hurried stride.
I pushed my way through people just to be by his side.
He appeared embarrassed by getting caught off guard.
Is that the expression that inspires us to write?
Is that a copyright?
Why do we claim
coz that sounds like a convincing game,
being sad is expression being sad is fame.
We can't be have nots,
we recommend a lot.
Coz we have all that is desired.
this is how we are inspired.
no we don't have to claim,
no we don't have to blame.
We are thinkers by choice,
not raised by our voice.
We are creative in making,
not a victim forsaken.
it's a drama it's a skill,
to blame sadness for our kill.
We write for we are complete,
sometimes for deceit.
we write for our will.
We don't require reasons to fulfil.
From someone who's really happy thanks to self.
Dear Head Lettrist,
As the dawn brakes with the chirping of the birds announcing a new day with a promise to carry forth our unfinished jobs and the advent of a new beginning.
I woke up to dress my son for school. Happy children have the energy and the vigour to treat each day as exciting. It's inspiring and infectious to hear their non stop chattering. Any dull moment rings an alarm for their wellness. Hence I'm invariably charged up in the morning.
Summing up my thoughts I just wanted to share with you that you just made my day by choosing my writing as a staff pick.
Hope you brighten many mornings for people all over the globe just as you have mine.
Thank you for your kind words and...
The Lemon Tree
Not standing tall anymore as she has borne fruits galore.
Her waist is wide with scars too many,
She still continues the pour.
Her tender love and caring shade
is making us seek for more.
The Lemon Tree as all call her,
for me she speaks much more.
Her little children branching out,
some are leaves some are sprouts.
Those little babies are similar
but som have attractive little pouts.
They fight for survival,
they fight to succeed.
They look like kindergarten kids,
rushing to unite with their mums in greed.
Some are leaves and now some bright fruits,
They have the same mother they have the same roots.
The bright ones get noticed they're dressed to suit,
the others r...
Think, thank time
solitude has it's own chimes.
They wriggle, they ring, they blow
your life still goes with a flow.
They warn, they charm, they entice
you're still lingering on with the vice.
They remind, they warn, they protest
you're summing up your invest.
They speak what they hear
you're harping on what you bear.
you still await.
what will never be
you have yet to see.
listen to the sounds ringing a bell
take time to step out of your shell.
When you make peace without inhibition
there's a complete submission.
you no longer feign,
you're gathering the remains.
In vain, in vain, in vain.
The darkness descents as another day dawns before us.
I wake up with puffy eyes and struggle to find my spectacles.
I put them aside to rub my eyes off yesterdays blurriness.
The cold chilling water I splash on my face brings me alive and kicking.
My vision clear and eyes dancing.
My skin soft like a baby's.
The fine lines dissolved.
For today is a new day.
For today I'm rejuvenated.
For today I will love again.
Until I sleep tonight.
Love to you'll.
Today I was on a creative high the pen paper scribbling romance with anything that cropped in my mind.
For me it's therapeutic in both my highs and lows.
But let me confess that no app or gadgets can be a cure to scattered thoughts better than a clean white A 4 sheet and a pen which is bold.
I scribbled gibberish or any clogging thought that occurred to me.. And I am not judgemental here. Good, bad, complicated or confused but honest release.
I'm on a self inflicted thought spilling spree. And I don't ever refrain from wondering with amazement at myself with the results I get.
All I do is edit my own thoughts. In the process of self correction the results obtained are a complete...