The Masks of Life


How easily we get maneuvered by the surface level notions,
How shallow are we fellow humans,
Only if the outward appearances were disregarded,
And the depth was examined,
And the true nature revealed,
and left bare to us,
No barriers would have to be broken,
No masks would have to be donned,
Transparency would engulf,
Heart to heart talks we could savour!

Daily Prompt: Surface

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The Lingering Hope

Maybe, someday we shall see the imperceptible light in the dark, that often eludes us!

Maybe one day we shall experience the sane world, we often crave for!

Maybe one day the world shall lay unriddled and bare for us! 

Maybe someday the confusion will all make sense!

Maybe someday, peace will resolve the multitude of rifts we lay mired in!

Hopefully one day!



    Art is sublime. I often mull over as to how we would survive if not for art. Art is so powerful a tool, a therapy, call it whatever.

      Be it the painting that lures us into its beauty. It consumes us all. I have often observed people standing for hours looking into the nuances and admiring the details. Art can be that powerful. All art-forms are heavenly. I don’t think creating such masterpieces is possible, without connecting to the divine.

      Take music for instance. Zilch cures me like music. Music is so cathartic a medium. It echoes in your ears that you are not alone. Every mortal has problems, and everyones’ still learning the trick to live life, it reveals. The lyrics can at times cure the worst depression you have been battling for years together.

       Being an ardent reader, I can thoroughly vouch for the efficacy that novels and poems have. They are a portable form of magic. They contain healing powers. I don’t know whether this stands true for others but often some stories have given me immense hope. People can have such identical tales and incidents in life. It often seems surreal to know that we can have the most ethereal connections with strangers. Bonds stronger than blood. Only art can do that.

     Therefore, artists must paint. Poets must pen beautiful poetry. Storytellers must narrate their stories. Musicians must create mellifluous music that cures the soul.
Hence, artists or creators, be it any platform that they deal with must continue doing what they do. They are the ultimate peacemakers, the soul soothers, and they alone are capable of creating the impossible, the miracles. If not for art, this world would have been just bland, meaningless.

Amidst all this, I feel proud that I can write, though I am nowhere near perfect. If I can atleast bring in a gentle cheer to someone’s rough day, I’d be the most grateful!


Daily Prompt: Paint

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Stubborn Affection!


Can love ever be so stubborn?

You left me wandering in a deserted forest,
You threw me to the ghastly winds,
All alone;

Yet my heart loathed your absence,
It kept wallowing in your thoughts,
I gave it to misunderstandings, I reckon;

Are we erring when we let love preside over dignity?
But doesn’t love entail that?
Placing your dear one’s needs farther up yours!

Daily Prompt: Stubborn

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The Merry Couple


She yearned for praise
He craved for tranquility

She breathed in parties
He quite preferred solitude

She constantly seeked attention
He disliked abandoning his cocoon

She was ever effervescent
He was forever consumed by quietude

His traits were hardly a barrier for her
She was someone he couldn’t live without

There existence was defined by differences,
But they shared similar love for each other!

Daily Prompt: Praise

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Precariously treading on the narrow path
A broken bridge towards home
Hunger pangs amplifying
Burden within and over head
She battles day in and day out
For a loaf of bread

No toys or dolls ever seen
No tantrums ever thrown
No hide and seek ever played
But the innocence yet alive
She craves to experience
The magical childhood!

Daily Prompt: Craving

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The Source!


The rippling sound of the river water that fills my heart with tranquility,

The shining sun that enlivens the sprightly me,

The fresh grass that comforts me with its coziness,

The moon that recounts the tales of the eons,

The stars that give me ambitions galore,

The fiction I draft taking inspiration from all these,

Oh mother nature! You are indeed my ultimate muse!

Daily Prompt: Muse

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