Rome diaries #1- Pantheon The thing about perfection is that it has the potential to captivate you, make you fall into its profound completeness and open your eyes to the higher power; a power we can barely fathom and dream, a power we secretly seek within. Now, why we, an imperfect continuously evolving organism, aContinue reading “Imperfection”
Author Archives: Anjali
I am a 31 year old seeker and traveller. I seek time arresters and travel everyday to different beautiful realms through poetry, photography, music, dance and architecture.
Poetry is my blood. Camera is my favourite accessory. Music and dance is my fuel. And spaghetti is my soul.
Rain of Gold
I see a rain of gold From high up to the ground and I wonder its grace- Slow and elegant, shimmering in the autumn sun amidst the pull of that monstrous gravity. They fell to the ground layer upon layer, a scene of absolute romance a carpet of love a layer of care and protectContinue reading “Rain of Gold”
I am a human
I am a human A being soon non-existent Into the vastness of the black Or a being soon transcended Into the realities of love. I am a human Who evolved from four Into the balance of two Or evolved Only to get back to the four. I am a human, WhoContinue reading “I am a human”
Black or white
Why do we cry at the peak of happiness and bun? Or at the sight of the setting sun or eyes of a lovers one? Why do we laugh as we collect the pieces of our broken heart and shun? Or when the blanket of black roses fall or lose dear all? Maybe, I wonderContinue reading “Black or white”
Praha
I closed my eyes and heard the roaring gust only to open and find them reflected in the shimmering depths.
The Prahaic play
Through the layers, seen and unseen Through the lines of colours and depth, I saw an arena through the dryness a veil of brown left behind by the autumn sun Like a show about to start. These backgrounds of ochre, green grey and red stands pristine and naked for its actors to appear. The actorsContinue reading “The Prahaic play”
A deep breath I took
A deep breath I took, when the heart did not stop pounding and the moon never showed up. A deep breath I took, when I heard nothing but the noisy blur and the mind ran to never slow. A deep breath I took, when the black cat crossed the beautiful alley and the autumnContinue reading “A deep breath I took”
Silence
Oh you Where is that I lose? In that colourful clutter of my table chew? Or in that heap of dried roses by the corner few? Oh you When was the last I saw? In the darkness as I wept to the paw? Or in the bright light that struck me with a wide jaw?Continue reading “Silence”
Eulogy for my brother
A merry soul, my brother A merry soul, my brother with those loud laughs and that warm smile that you carried with so much pride that always ran a hundred mile in your every moment and every stride. A merry soul, my brother blithe and joyous you pranced around with those springs brightening us, makingContinue reading “Eulogy for my brother”
My guardian angel
I meet you in that dark alleyway puddle, reflected in its murky depths. I meet you in the bright sun after a heavy rain, as I look up at the seven beautiful colours. I meet you In the fleet of lust, at the foot of that deep dark grave as I fall. I meet youContinue reading “My guardian angel”
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