आज की लिखावट- 26/07/2024 😇✍️💥💫💭

आज की लिखावट- 25/07/2024 😇✍️💥💫💭"जिंदगी से पहचान अब हुई है,वर्ना ज़िंदा रहने को ही ज़िन्दगी मान बैठे थे..."✍️Quote & Handwriting-@shantanumunshi🎥 Creative- @shantanumunshi

Today's Quote- 23/07/2024 😇✍️💥💫💭"If Harsh words are like anathema to you, Then let them be atleast your placebos."✍️Quote & Handwriting-@shantanumunshi🎥 Creative- @shantanumunshi

आज की लिखावट- 22/07/2024 😇✍️💥💫💭"समझें थे देर से,वक्त की ये नाफरमानी,सदियों तक वर्ना,तुम्हारा इंतज़ार कहां होता।"✍️Quote & Handwriting-@shantanumunshi🎥 Creative- @shantanumunshi

Random Musings...

Perennial!

I am here for a moment and not more,
Oh the rivers, they are perennial, water ever so pure.
I look around and I see immortality from my mortal eyes,
One glance I see the plains, one glance the mountains rise.

Far away from the truth, my life strolls on,
While the centuries in the mountains roll on,
Asking me, what is your significance, why this pride,
Even the soil is humble, infertility is its second bride.

There are moments when the visage dwarfs and humbles,
Says to me-Do you really know how the nature`s cookie crumbles?
Maybe I am a city rat and I am doomed to not understand,
That my life is a myth of seconds, a castle of brittle shape and sand.

Perennial is the goodness and the work of the greats,
Which I have forgotten somewhere beneath the closed mind and modern weights.
Truth be told, my ego is what has lived on the longest,
Even my bones creak now, not the strongest.

I know only my work and my words can be perennial after I am gone,
Not the skin and the body, a suit which everyone`s forced to don.
But I am sure I will be born again and well,
For perennial this soul is, I say-let it dwell.

Away and Gone!

Away and Gone!

I cannot live without you, I did warn,

But I don't fear you being away and gone!

You come and go from life like a fad,

Don’t you know your apathy makes me angry and sad!

Saying I need you would be playing your ego,

I just want to see that without me, how far your heart will go.

Making up for time when you aren’t here,

I would often hold my other hand, thinking you are near.

Treading on my wish to see you again and more,

You come to me all worked up, your eyes all sore.

Call me anything, but don’t deny me your time,

Not always love when left alone ages like a good wine.

Go through my letters once, if you would care,

There you`d find all my tears wrapped, my emotions bare.

If you wanna  go, go away once and far,

For I cannot wait forever just gazing at the brightest star.