Thursday, March 31, 2016
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Thursday, March 10, 2016
The story of a Blanket
My love,
A blanket for the winter,
Was all we needed
to keep us tender and snug.
Thread by thread,
Smeared with love
for Us,
I’d begun to weave.
I am so shaken
when....
Read More Wednesday, March 9, 2016
Free, Free, Free!
The more I try to free
myself,
I am entangled further,
entwined.
The word “Free” the
cause,
they enunciate.
Ah, material world
Nothing is “Free” here
‘Free’,....
Read More Monday, March 7, 2016
The Heart that lactates
It was a similar night,
When crescent moon
kindled the skies,
a tiny Lil star twinkled,
Ishaan was born.
I bore him in my heart,
The heart which....
Read More Saturday, March 5, 2016
The Sun and the Moon.
The Sun and the Moon,
am sure
are a warring couple.
Neither have their eyes
hooked,
Nor have they shared
an erotic night.
© 2016 Ajay Pai (Reserved)
#Micropoetry
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Orphan Feelings
What do I write?
It's all visible
in black and white.
But, for my feelings
which never had takers.
For, they were
transparent.
© 2016 Ajay Pai (Reserved)
#Micropoetry
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Read More Thursday, March 3, 2016
The first thought
Depressing thoughts
haunts all,
as one rises from slumber.
You and I included.
Didn’t you notice,
the sun?
Gloomy and pale
at the dawn.
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Read More Wednesday, March 2, 2016
Those days
Scared are you, Ishaan?
Of the dark-hued night.
Hold me tight,
see the
stars wink at you.
Oh my Sugar,
Enjoy the moon
rolling around you
like a ball,
appealing....
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