On this side of the fence,
Imprisoning a hope.
Fighting a war, together.
Running, freezing time.
The sun wants to sleep,
The last of the ray.
Skate on the silver skin.
The other side wails,
Bewildering the thread of time.
Tempts to break off the running.
Shouts back and swirls,
Gleefully placate the wails.
Ceasing, time melts away.
Tag: Poetry
Kohl lined eyes
Withdrawing an outward grasp, Coming backward to the roots. Dry tears smudging the kohl lined eyes. Silently comes The moist air of uncertainty. The nectar drops. Onto the earth To nurture, A seed of hope.
How far?

How far we have come?
Crossing the frozen river,
Melting away.
To reach the seashore.
Making way along the hedgerow,
Looking back
Standing on a rock.
Dreaming of the sea,
Filled with the frozen river
Our feet sink in the sand.
How far shall we go?

Rain in Kalga | Poetry
The rain poured on the tin roof at midnight.
The distance of a breath separated me,
From the rain that I have been waiting for forever.
A Week in Photographs – II
Photographs are a visual record of the ephemeral transition of time. Each moment has essence of its own, the meaning for us to ponder.
This weekly photo series is an attempt to preserve such tiny fractions of time and to carve meaning out of them.