The journey of the search, purpose, paved the roads to the silent, and serene resting place. Tracing back to the origin to follow the pointless years ahead filled with disappointment, and destituteness. The months marched in a row, the weeks walked fast, the days dazzling with sunshine, the nights not leaving anything unturned, the winter winds bringing all the unholdable thoughts, and clearing the air to view the farthest star, I can look at the star all night, but can’t see it. [Read More]

Falling raindrops on the green grass, in September, on a lazy relaxing Sunday, where the weather and the wind are calm. The sun is behind the white clouds, the warmth is missing in the light, the cars racing in the wet roads, the houses and the parked vehicles stood frozen. Two squirrels running over the lawn, to climb the trunks of the chestnut tree, leaving the traces of time, and stopped, to praise the warmth of the solitude. [Read More]

The dark clouds roared, The breezy wild wind blew the earth and raised the debris. The tree swung in all directions, The lightning cut across the sky, Birds all flew to a safe place, And humans, dogs ran to shelter. I stood alone in the balcony, With a cup of green tea, Immersed at the moment. Looked around to share the joy of rain, Finding an empty balcony And realized I’m a lone kite lost in the sky. [Read More]