Macchars don’t wear sweaters

Nature had given us the same palette,
seven shades of the rainbow,
 
And I set upon my canvas,
brush in youthful flourish,
the colours mingled with brief joy,
but soon there was a sameness, sometimes grey,
 
But when turned to look at your canvas,
wonder of wonders!
intricate patterns,
patterns within patterns within patterns,
neverending,
and the brilliance splashed across the canvas,
seven mingled to form thousands, millions.

there are beauties,
who make your eyes widen,  straining at the sockets,
as the jaw drops, revealing an astonished cavity,
and the tongue is compelled to wet the lips,
 
and there are beauties,
that make you purse your mouth,
and nod your head in humble aknowledgment,
 
but there are beauties,
whose magic makes forget that exhale comes after inhale,
as the head falls in a tilt of wonderment,
and a secret [...]

Since everybody is talking about the subject, here are my two bits.
You know someone is speaking through their ass when they say “Sacchai ka samna” promotes the noble cause of truthfulness and inspires people to face and tell the truth. Well, that is what Rajiv Khandelwal said in a recent debate. He said those [...]

Lately, i have developed a liking for Hindi poetry, largely due to a friend of my father, whose appreciation for poetry is incredible. How about the following from Gulzar:-
Tumhara noor hi hai jo pad rha chehre par,
Warna kaun dekhta muje andhere mein
A supreme/sublime tribute to someone. The happiness on my face is not my own, [...]

your eyes are the many hued evening sky
serene, soft, ever changing,
or the diamond studded night sky
twinkling, playful, joyous