500 likes?

500 likes on WordPress today for this blog. I look at the popup and it satisfies that 500 times my writings were noticed by the wonderful people here.

Thank you friends for feeling – for me, for yourself, for everyone.  You keep things alive around you and I am honored to be in one such space. Its ecstatic when someone can take home a share of my world and I can take home theirs without disturbing it and I think that is enough for a day each day.

What you are thinking today and tomorrow and there after…I am waiting, listening, reading 🙂

Reminders of sinking sun

The setting sun reminds me of

Shooting arrows in the rains

Condemns me of making those plans 

Far before I was sure what I would gain 

The nests I see on my way

Pity me for coming back and going away

The people I see stare at me

Knowing that I belong but not to stay

I see back at the place I grew

I pick up my clothes and leave the rest

For me to find it again

Someday when I will stay

Someday when I have more time

Days and years I yearn for what is lost

But bound to a life I can’t part

I sit admist those who I don’t know

And forget friends who were there from the start

With hope that I will find my life again

I live on with all the years till the end

I lived feeling that I didn’t belong

But if I was living, life was there all along

I walked past through it

And everytime I was happy

I wasted myself being sad and searching more of it.

Soul of the stars and ours

Men and women are complex in how they deal with each other. Women being the soulful creatures they are and Men trying to fathom this soul sometimes are led blind to the simple things between them. When complexities arises no one owns them but everyone pays the price…The complexities are but always simple, its always about one soul searching another in thier own different ways..
All her work flows through the stream

Searching for her soul 

In another being

Like a song 

Playing in her head

Her idea of him is a dread

Mixing of cocktails to make a drink

Magic of moon and subtleties of a shrink

He stands there dreaded

Waiting to make move

Walking on thin ice

He is nowhere led

Measure the sight

See the sun

Fix her emotions 

Left in him is none

Risk the good 

And mourn the dead

Be here in my past 

Its a long thread

Fragile and thin

The ego walks

The distance it travels

Life in us gasps 

Can you sing near the stream

Let both of us come ashore

I’ll pull you out 

And you dont pay heed

If this love in us wants more.

In a poem

In a poem

There are but a few lines to read

And A world beyond which to feel

Feel the return when thoughts go astray

See them come back in joy or dismay

Lets see where we go

And what we bring upon return

Lets write ourselves 

Life has lot of turns..