the trilogy
the beach
lehrein mere paav ko chhooti hai. the advent of dawn heralded by the moon dipping into the horizon. birds began soaring over the sea. all of us are always on the hunt. woh matsya ke khoj mein aur hum arth ke. i trace my name on the gleaming sand. in requiem of innocence. mother moon’s glory. the frothing wave washes away my sins- my sins etched on the sand. ephemeral guilt. lehre mere paav ko chhooti hai.
choking on flowers
We cut through the perpetual field of roses, dashing into a secret garden — our secret garden. As the flashing red ends, arched gnarled trees greet us. He entwines his warm hands with mine. A gush of warmth fills my soul. Tum kitne pyaare ho. We walk ahead, fairly quick gaits. I edge closer and closer till we’re glued to each other, two wings held onto the bird called love. The picturesque route was a sensory journey.
snowcapped himalayas
parvat achal hai. so is my stand in this callous world. every step creates a blister on my foot, yet the cold burn strengthens them. sometimes, i find myself on the pinnacle and then back to the summit. chilly snowcapped peaks. ek ek karke paar karna asaan nahi. i don’t want to touch the sky no more. i may be bleeding out, yet the clouds soothe my wounds. miss world, siachen glacier. the cold froze my tears. sheetal vayu path par le jayegi. just look at you. how far you’ve ,made it, from the tip of the snowcapped himalayas.
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