Sunday, 25 August 2013

Passion -Most people in this world have hobbies or passions! But for me there are only a few who can actually call it a passion. This poem is more about the rarity and exclusiveness, even pleasure of discovering that one thing that we all love to do. Unfortunately most of us live through an entire lifetime without finding it ( including me), which I find tragic but true!

24 AUGUST 2013, 05:06 PM Imperceptible, unreachable
Too deep to be probed
Too dark to see
Too heavenly to experience yet again,
A passion-wordless...
Ha! What are words but
Mere human inventions...
Invariably fallible.( this sarcastically ).
One chance, one ray of hope
Is alone offered to us mere mortals To experience that forbidden fruit. Forbidden, yet desired!
Pleasure that would last a lifetime... A lifetime of that love.

Friday, 2 August 2013

Wisp O' the Wind

02 AUGUST 2013, 06:36 PM
A long forgotten dream
A memory
That's almost a dream
A haze, a mist
Is all that remains
A blurred line between
Reality and virtual reality
Whether it was
Benign brightness
Debilitating darkness
A thing of the past
A memory
Long lost in the
Swirls and mists of
Ever flowing Never stopping
Never forgotten
But never remembered
Eternally present
But never there
And all that remains is
A wispy O' the Wind.

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