That afternoon in the month of May in 1950 in Sirohi village of Central India, was as bright and fierce as the reinvigorating blood that started flowing through the veins of this young democratic, republic country. 16-year old Mohan was excited to leave for the capital city in a few days. His mother was emotional… Continue reading Underneath the Shadows
We are not a one, but, a shade of unison, Within or without, not a single space left out, We always share this place, this flow, this wrath, this gigantic maze, A whisper arise, will we ever open our eyes? with no divide, embrace the unified?
He roams the earth glorifying his crown, But, he fears of dying alone. He claims the world forcing the weaker to drown, But, he fears of dying alone. He dreams of wearing the creator’s gown, Yet, he fears of dying alone.
The bridge is where the beyond lies, They are staring at us with tearful eyes, They hope, one day, We come to light. Of what now seems a terrible fight, These walls, through these walls, Oh, these walls of spite, They hope, one day, We come to light. From gloom to sun, From… Continue reading The Veil
A Little Green Bell 