Saving

Those laughs saved for later, Suppressing asinine moments of glee, Those minutes of time stored in unseen jars, Living someplace other than present, Saving proliferates, When this life is lived through all its colours, Those experiences of opportunities denied, Waiting for a better one, Those finesse of teachings lost, Tarrying knowledge's entry, Someday life's chord... Continue Reading →

Timely strokes

Thoughts behind the poem :- Time as a concept is conceived by us, and while all of us are gifted with a blank canvas it is totally upto us to paint a picture before time runs out. Complete/ incomplete is totally in our hands, we are the creators/ destroyers of our stroke of colour.

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