Wasteful Potentials!

I feel it and scream,
Oh my sweet past!
About you, I dream.
Stop being away,
Come, once, nearer;
I can show you what I see.
The potential that cries inside
The spark that starves for opportunity,

And the boy standing alone,
Waiting here, for the next bus,
And everything but time is free...          more>>>

Lines For A Stranger

A sleepy Sunday morning
Started with a call from a stranger
Who sounds like a friend;
And it went like we know each other,
Topics poured in and we found no end. ...more>>>

If you were there!

You know what my movements mean

And I know what your eyes say

We both try to hide

Some implied meanings of truth.

With you,

My days and nights

Were all so bright,

I never felt like telling you....                     more>>>

...And My Missing Words

… Just got time to say a simple ‘Hi’

When in a fragrant morning, I checked a sweet letter of thy.

Red is green and green is blue,

Yellow, black n white,

Here comes no hue;

Just needed to tint the world a little,

But it’s colorless with out you......                  more>>>

And I Ask Her...

Life now

Is just A B C D

The voice of heart is in vowel’s harmony;

After missing the past in the crowd of time,

There find I, no meaning of “greater or less or equals to”;

That’s, to my ears,

The eighth solfege syllable in symphony.......                           more>>>

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