Being Vast
When will I stop banging on closed doors When will I let go When will I give up hope for acceptance When will I stop
When will I stop banging on closed doors When will I let go When will I give up hope for acceptance When will I stop
Atrangi zindagi Satrangi zindagi Khush zindagi Khaamosh zindagi Khwaabon ki zindagi Raaston per zindagi Kabhi upar zindagi Kabhi niche zindagi Kabhi bahaar zindagi Kabhi bazaar
When she builds a wall She always leaves a door Shut but unlocked What am I focusing on……
In the harshest of winters they bloom And whisper Trust the process Jisne mujhe rang diye hain Woh tumhe bhi khilaayega Thoda dhairya Thodi umeed
Kuch toofan Sab kuch udaa Kar le jaate hain Aur chod jaate hain peeche Yaadein Tanhai Sannaata And a niggling why, which has no reason
Sometimes even Gods are drowned Sometimes they are overwhelmed Sometimes they also need to be picked up…..
Itni bhi kya berukhi She wanted to see him, feel him, hug him so badly Yet her ego came in the way He stood there
I have a deep connection with trains and platforms Can I be like a platform Welcoming to those who come Blessing those who decide to
Kuch patte Chand ko dhak dete hain Meri toh bisaat hee kya hai But I refuse To not shine To not expand To not be
The one who kept them alive in the scorching summers The one who made them bloom in the fiercest of winters Not take care of
Sitting in silence in my quiet corner Lavender candle burning steadily Coke studio swanand kirkire on repeat I add another piece to my little book
Who says shadows are not beautiful I just need to let the light in And Learn to play with them View from my workplace for
Six birds chase each other And then form the perfect v Smoke from a small cooking fire The river flowing moving to the ocean A