An Eternal Bond
Though it never wanted any fame,
Coz it’s itself enough with its intense name.
A bond fabricated with infinite chain,
Yeah! a chain like a running train.
It always starts from sharing a table talk,
To that falling step and lessons by him of every walk.
Sacrificing his needs to fulfill mine was always his way,
......
Onder het oppervlak
van een stil gezicht
schuilt een wereld
zonder kaarten.
Golf na golf
van wat niet gezegd wordt,
spoelt aan in de ruimte
tussen vraag en antwoord.
......
The rain brings with it ample of emotions
Melancholic for someone,
For someone a wave of notions..
By peasants it is cherished,
But by the toddler longing to play
It's departure is wished..
To one dejected,
It's the clouds accompanying his sorrow..
......
These bricks tell the story of erstwhile house, through the cavities they now own
The walls stoop to let the nostalgia scoop,
The banyan tree creeped ,to make the house its story squeak.
Father burried his dreams, for his children who were his gleam,
The house was build with his hardships as the foundation,
He stood on his feet to let the building complete,
It was inexact, it was incomplete for the need of cash,
He continued his travails, to let his children and the puppy prevail.
......
A mask of smiles covers over years of heartbreak.
Silent screams begging to be free.
An old heart not healed by time.
Time will only heal if let to heal,
Emotions masked will bury deep and stay inside,
Escaping time and lasting long beyond their days.
Unter der Oberfläche
eines stillen Gesichts
liegt eine Welt
ohne Karten.
Welle um Welle
des Ungesagten
trifft ein
zwischen Frage und Antwort.
......
Onder het oppervlak
van een stil gezicht
schuilt een wereld
zonder kaarten.
Golf na golf
van wat niet gezegd wordt,
spoelt aan in de ruimte
tussen vraag en antwoord.
......
Fallen leaves
A lack of green
My brush strokes on the canvas
I paint the sands in all it's Tanness
Cactus thorns and rows of corn
Snow and rain
Confusing pain
Light with no sun and Laughter with no fun
I'm not understanding
Trees in the sand
......
As summer fades and days grow cold,
Autumn paints the world anew.
Marks the transition from the warmth of summer
To the vibrant colours of mother nature.
In nature's embrace, serenity found,
Rumbling leaves make a sound.
The leaves of the trees begin to descend,
......
The last leaf of the tree
Never falls
Even when all rest
Are gone
But maybe I was wrong
And so it fell
Not with the wind—
But with a silent farewell.