if all your words were in a <div>
i would style them with <em>phasis
i would take even the weak points
and mark them <strong>
i would put them all front and centre
with {margin: 0px auto;}
and i would put around them
a blue dashed border with a width of one
though if all my words were in a <div>
i would style them with {display: none;}
Category: lines
follower
not knowing where to go
not knowing where to be
i choose to be a follower
in search for the leader in me
i know it won’t be easy
and as crazy as it seems
i choose to be a follower
a follower of my dreams
paces
i pace and pace
from place to place
charting steps
mapping space
me and my paces
lost in these spaces
not a moment to blink
not in these places
dastak
agar kuch aitebaar ho, to karo
thoda aur intezaar kar sako, to karo
koi aayega, woh dastak liye aayega
dil ko aaram de sako, to do
dil ki awaaz dhoondho, phir sunoo
dil to dil hai, dhak dhak kiye jaayega
zindagi ki rah pe chal sako, to chalo
zinda-dili ka raqs kar sako, to karo
waqt to darya hai, behta chala jaayega
akaash pe urr sako, to uro
sitaron ko chu sako, to chu’o
ye karwaan hai, barhta chala jaayega
ab saansein na baitho pakar
chor do agar ho koi dar
koi aayega, woh dastak liye aayega
search
i could not find
what i had sought,
because i am
where it is not.
chair
once i drew a chair.
no one could
sit on the chair i drew.
no one could
recognize it as a chair.
here
i am here
because i am lost.
but i know
that i will not
find myself here.
recapture?
set, zoom, focus.
click, flash, snap.
captured, stored, done.
what then is missing?
the shutter speed,
the aperture f-stop,
all set for proper exposure.
the flash and the light,
they all seem so perfect,
they all seem so right.
then what is it that i am missing?
what is it that i want?
how, oh how, do i capture
a moment that is gone?
longing
i went to the bookstore
because i wanted a book.
i couldn’t find it.
it was the book of longing.
circular
i like circles
circular motions
revolving doors
planetary rotations
i like circles
ferris wheels
and carousels
such dizzying notions
i like circles
the sun
the moon
and what’s in between
the stars i have not yet seen
i like circles
self-referential
circular references
things that end
in the same way
they begin
i like circles