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Numbness revive when the door flux by the wind I give it a mythical constant glare as if it has something  to say; In my mind what goes on-     '' थिरकन  ये  होती  जो हलचल     आहट ये  होती जो  आवाज़      तन्हाई को मिल जाता कोई साथी     ख़तम होता ये इंतज़ार '' These few lines of my  poetry ruined my fate into exactly  A touch of musty across, I perceive that rupture my inner self Shake up my consciousness till I get back to reverie  My initial stage where aggression remains unrelenting    A battle in my heart and mind ; he left me in sole! Does that mean he has changed his goal that once belonged to me? Will I be remain in solitary, deceived as yesterday I was?  The inner me that roar-  ' 'Since the beginning it was only and only You  Your life is as empty as it was; It may remain  If...

Haiku: Fire

The ranging injustice has kindle flame thrust within  scorch me, urge for protest Hustle haste moves of tectonic plates, blaze volcano outburst  April A2Z Heights - Day 06 - Fire

Haiku: Candle

Burn me when there is dark I'm ready to blaze and melt myself to light this gloomy world April A2Z Heights - Day 03 - Candle

Haiku: Butterfly

I'm nature's creature my mystical wings, passionate beauty  rest to suck nectar  We reflects the ecosystem aegis balance of nature we form Kaleidoscope April A2Z Heights - Day 02 - Butterfly

क्षण

चुटकियों में बीत जाने वाला क्षण हम सबके पास होता है , हर बार हर एक के लिए अलग मायनों में , किसी को क्षण भर जिंदगी मिल जाती है , किसी के क्षण मात्र में प्राण चले जाते हैं ...

Haiku : Ascent

World illuminates with the preen light of Sun rise evading darkness  When I find a bird  soaring high in the wide sky sigh! my life, a cage April A2Z Heights - Day 01 - Ascent

The month of rebirth 'April '

With the departure of mist When season changes and spring shifts  Moist in air fierce to dry drift The month of rebirth 'April ' then commence I celebrate flow of emotions with reverence  Spirituality then awakes within  Up bring muses of credence  Azure sky fuses contemplation and inspiration  evaluates a new creation here the Words rule without any domination   The same happened to me when I found myself  deceive from expressions The Writer's Block A year passed with no new muse  I was so confused  If I'll be able to write anymore  OR Is the poetic journey destined no more Like every year the month of rebirth commenced  But this time along with the blessings of  Poetic Treasure  that allows my inner Me  to come out of depressing fissure.