Argument – Where to?

words we may speak
strangling each other’s voices
yet the story held by strings invisible
in the hands of a universal force
beyond our hands
leads the outcome

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Order And Randomness

 

 

 

 

a truth to chill
cold to the bone
on valleys of a hill
by rustling leaves, alone

The Indian Airshow

My heart thumped with blood

At a breath-taking sight

Soldiers on slender ropes

Hanging from helicopters

Flying high into the bright sky

My head spun with delight

At the aerobatic spectacle

Adrenalin shooting up

Fighter planes zooming as rockets

Twisting around in tandem