So much to live alive rather than melodrama,

not contradicting but these differ in thoughts,

they speak of gathering after 30 years,

and talking about could have been,

Well it’s all about observation for me now,

rather than indulging in it,

I like to notice much and hear all the maybe nuisance talks,

but the best part is the polite music. [cliched]



To the extent of Odyssey,

On the cliff towards the verge of living,

Some find the soul within,

And few find the soul with no soul to live.

There are places far uphill,

Places uptown to them,

Secluded from the crowd,

Where u dwell into peace,

Not as a loner in a lonely place,

But as a seeker to those place which are not lonely,

It’s just people don’t go there,

With the accompanying sound of breeze and breathe,

I wish not to blink,

Such was the mesmerizing mountains,

And the surrounding Alpine trees,

I felt oblivious towards nature,

I was in it,

Rejuvenating my inner peace ,

It was such an intact with peace,

As I kept exploring,

The beauty of real beauty that exist around me.


Over the years we have been together,

Over the night we had each other,

The rhythm of love was among us,

For it was like agape,

bounded together,

felt good always had, always will, though fights,

keeping alive,

There was this spotlight for us,

Every time i looked into your eyes,

no wonder why i admired it so much,

but now,

the love has become moondust,

love being secluded, far far away,

now all i wish for,

Every night you be fine and mine,


Every morning will you be mine ?



Life never let the quest end,

The reality of life is sometimes compromised,

Even disappointing,

But don’t take it personally,

Because the intention of life,

And the destiny is what makes you personally,

A kind of being,

That depicts though disappointment and failures,

Try to be the most successful failure.


Felt like an owl,

With obvious silent and,

As Thought streaming like a river,

Sleepy sleepless night,

On the cliff of mountain,

Made of thoughts,

Of rememberance & memories,

All yours it was,

Still that stream of you had this portion on me,

Overwhelming though but more of a satisfaction that stillness of you resides within me.


Not till the moon and stars come up,

But till the dawn of every rise my love grows for u,

It’s not like the fragrance of flowers which vanishes,

But it’s like the soil beneath it which lets it grow,

My love for u is like the sun rise,

Even though it sets but still we know that its there on the other side,

We r on the lovers paradise,

Instead we make it paradise of love.

Your cheeks like rose,

Your lips like cotton candy,

But I m much fond of your eyes like our vision of future in it,

Your hands like gloves,

Your hugs like reliable dress,

Which I won’t take off,

And your heart like saints of pure love which stills in me.❤️

Up high

It was this vision,

Where above the clouds,

Bout to go dusk,

It was so vivid,

Like an ocean on the clouds,

With an orange horizon,

Felt so serene,

Just like meditation,

But on other scale,

Undescribed yet sensational,

Being like in dreams to heaven.