Running, running the immortal race,
Hearth not thou any man’s plea.
God or mortal the man may be,
Follow thou the same, steady pace. Continue reading “The flight of time”
Every man’s fear, every man’s bane,
An evitable occurance driving man insane,
Each passing moment is one step closer
To drawing Death’s noose a notch tighter. Continue reading “The End”
‘Grandfather’ – a ubiquitous bond of descent,
The link of our history, tied to the present,
He defines the future of generations to come,
Setting identities through his chromosome. Continue reading “Gold under silver – My grandfather”
On a city’s way,
On a summer’s day.
I see puffs of smoke
From the chimneys poke
Their very black heads
Which leave the city dead.
Continue reading “A silent disaster…”
Comparison, a small word to denote so big an action,
Something done so often, without much reflection,
Neither on the situation, nor on the ramification.
It is but to determine, to condemn the creation. Continue reading “To small a word to compare”
This is something my closest friend wrote for her grand dad. This is for her, her love for her grand dad.
Ode to my grandad, by Baneesha Bedi
Never have I felt a loss like yours,
That defies the very Earth’s laws.
One minute, you were caring for me,
But then life passes you by,
And in the blink of an eye,
I was here, caring for you. Continue reading “‘Ode to my Grand dad’ by my best friend”
From the threshold, looking at the brilliant blue sky,
Seeing the little puffs of white clouds go scudding by,
I feel no tranquility, thrill through me, lost as I am,
In the past. Lost in the memory of a year ago, today,
When a simple knock threw me into complete disarray. Continue reading “At the threshold, what might have been”