Happy New Year

And when that fiery ball

Gradually plunges down into the lap of earth

The cosmic rhythm does not change

The sound of life is just the same

The wind that whistles through leaves

Sings the song heard before

The needle of the clock

Marches to the old beat

Yet

The evening brings with it

A change we’ve never felt before

We have in our hearts

Thoughts in new avatars

Desires bathed in fresh hues

Promises

Wishes

Dreams

Resolutions

And if you listen intently

You will hear the sound of the rose bud unfurling its petal

One by one

In the garden of your heart

Listen ..love..share

2012 is right there..Happy new year to you!

living in the unknown

impermeable

 Impermeable is the stone

That lies on the bank of the river

Washed ashore

Tossed by waves

Or disentangled by the web of a wild creeper that held it in place

All these years

Now shrivelled up

has lost its grip

let go

it whispered in the ears of the stone

impermeable it is

yet the edge of my gaze

 peel s it

and holds it captive without touching it

under the hard crust lies a world

soft and vulnerable

changes hues with changing winds

it is a sponge

absorbs all crimson fumes from the fires that burn it

impermeable is it?

 ...ghazal

Concrete tears

And I was the only one

With a brittle bottle of molten liquid

And they had embossed

all over their bodies

Graphite graphics of a gory past

Oblivious to the whispers of snow

Sensing the silence of the valley

They heard the raging of storms in their hearts

A lost soul

Reached out an empty hand

To moisten parched lips

Saying inaudible prayers

Bits of glass that once held in its depth

Water

now frozen into diamonds

Gulmarg..25 December 2011

Winter's Tale ..at Gulmarg

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