Posts Tagged: Poetry

But


I would have told you About sailing ships, And the million mutinies, That happen in my brain Every time I look at The sun, the sea And you. I would have told you About life boats, And the fearless force,

But


I would have told you About sailing ships, And the million mutinies, That happen in my brain Every time I look at The sun, the sea And you. I would have told you About life boats, And the fearless force,

A Theory of Relativity 4


Note: This story is a part of the series called “A Theory of Relativity’ written by me. To read the earlier parts click here. Einstein’s Cross The rain wouldn’t stop. The alley leading up to the building where I lived

A Theory of Relativity 4


Note: This story is a part of the series called “A Theory of Relativity’ written by me. To read the earlier parts click here. Einstein’s Cross The rain wouldn’t stop. The alley leading up to the building where I lived

A Theory of Relativity 3


Note: This story is a part of the series called “A Theory of Relativity’ written by me. To read the earlier parts click here. Dreams of Love There is a loud thunderclap. A few seconds later, there is a long

A Theory of Relativity 3


Note: This story is a part of the series called “A Theory of Relativity’ written by me. To read the earlier parts click here. Dreams of Love There is a loud thunderclap. A few seconds later, there is a long

A Theory of Relativity 2


Note: This story is a part of the series called “A Theory of Relativity’ written by me. To read the earlier parts click here. Blacksmithy The piano was a large ordinary chunk of mass placed almost centrally in the room.

A Theory of Relativity 2


Note: This story is a part of the series called “A Theory of Relativity’ written by me. To read the earlier parts click here. Blacksmithy The piano was a large ordinary chunk of mass placed almost centrally in the room.

Snow


We can go Where there is snow, And no one can know Us. I will go there Wth a projection of you, Where there is snow, And no one can know Us. Your projection and me Will dance in my

Snow


We can go Where there is snow, And no one can know Us. I will go there Wth a projection of you, Where there is snow, And no one can know Us. Your projection and me Will dance in my

Homecoming


Home Shines far out  In the horizon, Beyond the trees, And behind these Light bulbs. It streams through the wind In locked packets of hope. Like those mountains in  The distance, It’s unreachable, Unattainable. It’s a state. It’s moments. It’s

Homecoming


Home Shines far out  In the horizon, Beyond the trees, And behind these Light bulbs. It streams through the wind In locked packets of hope. Like those mountains in  The distance, It’s unreachable, Unattainable. It’s a state. It’s moments. It’s

The Point of Missing


So yesterday when you slept Of a tired and bleeding soul, I missed you. Like the plain  Missing the rain, The unwanted years  Missing the point, The broken car Missing the headlight, The annual diary Missing the smell of ink,

The Point of Missing


So yesterday when you slept Of a tired and bleeding soul, I missed you. Like the plain  Missing the rain, The unwanted years  Missing the point, The broken car Missing the headlight, The annual diary Missing the smell of ink,