By heart that devoured the book in its color, shape and the text, I mince these words silently, on the stroll- I happen to be on another day a wind of the paradise
Author Archives: Thought Fire
Peace descends upon reading Milton
If peace be heathen, dross is the bearer of love’s flame the love lorn eyes gleam in the twilight of such beam hardly to keep his hands still, off each flower, each twig of his own meddle to violence and raise hullabaloo like mother raises a child I devote good many years of my lifeContinue reading “Peace descends upon reading Milton”
The afterglow
On your cheeks there is a starry glow, now in hiding and now reflecting light, what do we need to know more? But a dimple on the course and a bloom that shall make me forget all the woes Now, I was worried for the love that might be in your lap, was for someoneContinue reading “The afterglow”
On Corona
with these banal stories of Covid -19 by the way line when the prince and the princess walk the masked skyline the midgets crawl by the hearth in darkest hues of corona and the deadly few, those clouds rain that stroll past the love wounds everyone alone and unarmed, but with a tizzy of coronaContinue reading “On Corona”
The maiden day
As is in the shadow of night, if the day does arrive, I break the columns on the curtains to see the twilight, none the derby race on the maiden day of the year, the horses pass the stable, grazing like grasshoppers on the wind and with them the dames, with wands in hands, crownsContinue reading “The maiden day”
The pathway
The path laid bare but spring’s laden full before the sunlight that spread the diaphanous bodice upon the tender earth a man walked down to the nature’s awning and pull All the thoughts under the lens of spring’s mirth He wondered the menfolk were bounty hunters or like the seasons, the souls that were fate’sContinue reading “The pathway”
The Outlander
A big apple pie heart to become the apple of all eyes need love, time and tenderness, without any fling or the flaw that is in the character to summon Sophocles to murmur about the tardy young lass of the countryside, here in Kashmir, there is an affair with apples for the apple pie-heart toContinue reading “The Outlander”
Of the essence of roses
the scent of woman is perching on the air sprites the love of the horses is running on air’s flight as the zombie whizzes past me in the race, the derby is shaken off with the pace, Niggardly, the women raise the roses to acknowledge the Jockey fallen from the grace, the scent of rosesContinue reading “Of the essence of roses”
The Popcorn
I, drawn to home cinema, pop the fizzing corn while watching the flick, with Clark Gable wooing the flame off the Chinese waterfront wick, the fizz, the bust, the pop, the cackle snooze me past the hands of time with corn in reams, there is no life without a touch of zillion pop dime thereContinue reading “The Popcorn”
To the scientist
When the end is the beginning of life, life is a stagecoach dragging from birth to birth An orphaned moon is all the scientists want for there is the death of God in remembrance of which I am invited to a meeting to discuss the aftermath of gravity There is a grievous lady at theContinue reading “To the scientist”
