Beloved Local Trains
3 minute read | Dec 20th, 2013 | PoetryThe Sun comes up,clock tick tocks to 8. Gotta drag my ass up or ill be late. I slowly drag my ass and get ready for the drain. This is lil something for beloved local train. Im gonna recite a ... Read More
Few words!
3 minute read | May 23th, 2014 | SelfI am a drop of dew, I am a cloud out of queue. I am the bark of a tree, I am simply me. I am the flowing hair, I am the changing fare. I am the world you see, I am simply me. I am the shadow in your ... Read More
Arguing for my hobby...
3 minute read | May 3rd, 2013 | Open CategoryI followed dad in a corner, as he asked me. He said he wanted to talk about something really important. I wondered what it was; that important thing. I supposed he was sending me on a trap. Get me ... Read More
The spell
3 minute read | Jun 18th, 2013 | Open CategoryThe charm prevailed all over, as you stepped into The grand masquerade Coquettish smiles and sly gestures Of high profile fame and name Dragged you down to the dance floor And you got lost in their ... Read More
WORTH THE LIVING ?
3 minute read | May 18th, 2013 | Open CategoryIt is all about staying alive. Making Ourselves happy - are we really ? The deep wounds of loss, The dark side of love, The hurtful fading memories. trying to ignore - Making ourselves happy. The ... Read More
PYAAR... PYAAAR... PYAAAAR...
3 minute read | Jun 17th, 2013 | Open CategoryPyaar jo ek baar maine kiya, Zindagi hi tab mujhe dagaa de gaya. Mohabbat karne ka shaayad mujhko haq nahi, Ek baar bas khuda se jaan lun, Ki doosron par pyaar lutaane ka sabak hai ... Read More
again in love ...
3 minute read | Jul 31th, 2014 | Open CategoryFrom where I start ... its like things started in mid of summer where an empty eyes caught mine attention ,I tried to see through but all in vain. But the reflecting voice of hers and her images ... Read More
Romance is so many things when it’s based on love…
3 minute read | Jan 11th, 2014 | PhilosophyRomance is not only about hugs and kisses or candle light dinners… It’s when you make coffee for her when she is feeling tired… Its when you hug her from behind while she is cooking a meal for ... Read More
Hi pen name....
3 minute read | May 19th, 2013 | Open CategoryI must say I'm real glad I found you. You did make my life easier. I can revert to and fro like a pendulum. As autistic hands moving..up down up down. Like a man dozing in a bus, his head going side ... Read More
On the move
3 minute read | May 19th, 2013 | PoetryOn the move by Jagadeesh K Chaitanya (Notes) on Sunday, 13 January 2013 at 15:21 The devil screaming by the side The evil looking over my pride Had little to choose Got nothing to loose Went ... Read More
A Different Kind Of Love
3 minute read | Jan 21th, 2014 | SelfThis story is actually very close to my heart as I witnessed this myself. It is the story of an old man without any hope. It all started a few years ago. I was having my evening tea at my balcony. ... Read More
Gagan ke sitaron,na do saath mera....
3 minute read | Feb 24th, 2012 | Open CategoryAkela chala tha,Akela chalunga,Gagan ke sitaron,na do saath mera,Sahej mil sake Jo,nahi lakshaya meta,Bhaut door meri nisha ka saveraAgar thak gaye ho,to tum laut ... Read More
DHUNDH...
3 minute read | Dec 08th, 2013 | Open CategoryYeh pehli baar aankhon mein itni dhundh jami hai, Yeh waqt ki ret pata nahi kitni der se thami hai... Ek shoonya mein sab kuchh samaata jaa raha hai aur, Mujhe kehna bohot kuchh hai, magar lafzon ki ... Read More
The Solitary Writer ....
3 minute read | May 10th, 2014 | PoetryLovely cheek simpleton dimple on her chin curly hair, brown and black sits in the din Bustling crowd, chattering loud shouting screaming high she sits under all this and heaves a breath of ... Read More
Jo Bhi Khud Ko Khudaa Samajhta Hai
3 minute read | Mar 22th, 2012 | Open CategoryMujh Ko Bhi, Bewafa Samajhta HaiJaanay Wo Khud Ko Kia Samajhta Hai ?Mein Tou Manzil Samajhta Hun OskoWo Mujhe Raasta Samajhta HaiZakham Apna Dikha Raha Hun OseJo Namak Ko Dawaa ... Read More
The Song of the Thrush
3 minute read | May 26th, 2013 | PoetryStir..chirrup, rise and fall of the whistling wind eucalyptus and the poplars tall all listen to the thrush sing. As the song rises and fall soothing the discerning ear beyond the austere duty's ... Read More
