Author Archives: Nistha

And there arose that ring of smoke the by product of fires, we lit of the dreams, and the memories As we watched with listless eyes higher it went into the air burning away the pain and revelries Soon would die the fire and the light leaving the grey ash and black smoke and the [...]

It was a long road and I met few strangers “How are you?” said one stranger My heart prompted, “I am restless” “I’m fine,” came my voice loud and firm I asked “How are you?” in a listless voice The stranger replied, “I’m great” “Isn’t the weather lovely?” I wanted to ask But said nothing [...]

I can’t rush it like a rider spurring his horse It comes when it wills I keep waiting and capturing it when it does Like a rare cloud showering over the endless desert I try to collect the rain water in the roof of my house in the wasteland It has no pity nor love [...]