Friday, March 27, 2009
I threw a stone into the pond; it went down without a sound … the ripples like the waves in my heart; after I drowned in her soulful eyes …
p.s: Hey folks I was planning something special double whammy for both my blogs together but couldn't finish it in time. I will be on the move for the next week or so, so until then enjoy the soulful eyes.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Last night it rained after a long toil
Releasing the fragrance from the virginal soil
Lulling me to sleep with the pitter patter and the breeze
Making me believe in thou power to heal and forgive …
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
She was not blind but she couldn't see; Her eyes were all right but her mind wasn’t free. She groped in the dark for eternity; until His voice gave her back the clarity.
And suddenly, again the silence prevailed; But her love for him, never failed.
It will never fail....
p.s: My interview has come out in the 'Pakistan Spectator'; check it out if you have time: http://www.pakspectator.com/interview-with-blogger-som-dutta/
Friday, March 13, 2009
The canvas of life …
some wants to colour it red, some blue … some even Black.
What I want is white, the color of infinity ...
infinite possibilities for you, me and all.
p.s: I have been tagged for 25 random things about me and the post is in my other Blog 'Limit is Limitless'. Sophie you have been tagged. Any one else who wants can take it up too.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Its Women's Day today, the day to celebrate the kind without whom the world is incomplete. I could write more but I am too overwhelmed. An Ode to you Eve:
From the first words a baby says
To the final whisper on my last days
The inspiration to write, the courage to fight
The failures and fears; the sky and sunlight
The teacher, the angel or the bitch
The nightingale, the nurse or the one to stitch
The doting mother to the loving wife
From my first heart break to my last crime
She is every where, she is Life
Happy Women's Day
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
“Coming back to Life” I “Wish you were here”…, the notes of Floyd waft past me;
As I try to catch my sleep by counting countless sheep.
Night after night the guitar wails
But still why do I fail, fail to make a song for you in my dreams
To wake every morning and sing ... not scream … !!