Wednesday, December 9, 2015

My destination...... You











Inspired by Joyjit Sengupta's poem,                            

"A Journey without Destination"





I tried to walk this path myself,                                     


Confessing I didn't know where to go.



Only with the wind, I pushed myself,

Without any thought of high and low.


Crumpled paths lay ahead of eyes,

And I crossed them with every doubt.


Along the path, I met You,

And then.....I knew, where I should go.


Though this journey started without destination,

But my destination was always You.



Tuesday, December 1, 2015

To you my teachers.....



The one who taught the world to me...
The one who gave me power to read...
The one who showed me the might of pen...
The one who showed how everything happen...
The one between ignorance and knowledge...
The one I can never pay back...
My teacher you are the light...
A single flame that lights up thousands other dark souls...
Thankful is a small word , love and respect we owe to you...
And every word I utter and write...
I owe to you even if I don't realize...



Love you dear teachers.... Certainly you are light that enlightens.


Everyday is Teachers' Day 



Taken Over....











Isn't sunset like a melting candle...


Moist with tears of departing souls...

The heat of passion diluting in cold...
And darkness spreading uncontrolled...



The winds overshadow the silhouettes...

The ghost of day is nowhere awake...

Climb my dear in the bed of dreams...

For the sun had set the stage for stars...


The moon is smiling its shinny smile...

For it knows now it is it's turn to grab the chance...

The dance floor is ready for the celestial ball...

Come take my hand and dance my soul...


For love has taken over all...

For love has taken over all...








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