Silently Smouldering Words
Brave, I know-
To write of love.
This word we overuse.
And cowardly of others who
This sentiment, abuse.
And sought have I, another way… 107 ord igjen
beauty hath evermore held prerogative and grace
to reconcile man’s mind and attract his will to it
where yet hath been none such opportunity offered me… 48 ord igjen
This is a bit of free verse. My first. So tell me if it's any good.
The glass, once whole, is now shattered and sparse… 51 ord igjen
Mushaira by Madhur
Poochh lete voh bas mijaaz mera,
Kitna aasaan tha ilaaj mera.
Meri manzilon ko khabar karo.
Mujhey raaston ne thaka diya.
Our eyes meet again in one brief
moment is a teardrop in a downpour.
I see an instant panic on your face,
hurriedly washed away. 90 ord igjen
Source of Inspiration
How tenuous is life
by a hair’s breadth
or our world tumbled
in a breath
So precious is each moment
often needlessly squandered… 52 ord igjen