The thought of two roads diverging in a lonely wood enters the realm of the profound. This is because of the metaphorical significance of these lines; the couplet by Robert Frost is loaded with deep meaning. For the longest time, … Continue reading When two roads diverge in a lonely wood.
An eye for an eye, the captain guffawed Aye Aye – the rest, and took out their sword And twas’ the smell of roast chicken For it was finger-lickin, That was followed by a massacre on board. Continue reading Limerick – 1
I look at the clouds and I see nothing, The moonlight through the tress pictures no beauty, The words I write dont mean anything I do it all, because that seems to be my duty. A few more lines, and … Continue reading Poem about Nothing
“Life”, Many a bard have spoken of it They have spoken of people, and where they fit Some claimed Life is beautiful, its a dream They’ve spoken of love, and how in love, people gleam Some have written on poverty, and how life is unfair With the poor lies their sympathy, and the rich get a glare Life, some claim is no more than a biological process, Perhaps we are only pawns, In a gods game of chess. So, to hell with the philosophies of life, Live it out well – be it in strife or with your wife ! … Continue reading On the Philosophy of “Life” .. (Read Fundaes on Life)
I am walking down a busy road, a car is approaching The horn is blaring, I can’t hear a thing. The bright lights glaring, I cant see anything I should run, but I keep staring. Around me, the familiar sites become unfamiliar I see a nightingale sing without any fear. In an urban city, I am surrounded by forests so near I am back in time, in some long forgotten year. It all comes back, and I smile The driver looks at me – I am senile The car comes to a halt, and i add, in style I learn … Continue reading The Accident
So this blog post is an attempt at hindi poetry. As a non-native speaker of Hindi, it can be a difficult language. I remember those days before the Xth Standard Hindi Board examination, to get that over with was to unchain yourself from the shackles of a foreign tongue. Read and Criticize … यह देश है महान लोग बोलते हैं यह देश जहां हिन्दू मुस्लिम भाई भाई यह देश है महान लोग बोलते हैं यह देश जहाँ हिन्दू मुस्लिम कभी आँख में न देखी यह देश है महान लोग बोलते हैं यह देश जहाँ बहता गंगा, जमुना यह देश है … Continue reading यह देश है महान लोग बोलते हैं