A PICTURE SPEAKS WHEN WORDS FAIL TO…
Imaginations have evolved from woods to road,
Expectations have been raised from narrow to broad,
Ambitions have been crafted from horses to horsepower,
Shadow is not only sleeked from bower,
But yes, that clock is always ticking through day and night,
Either you wear the past or future’s knight.
When you are born to explore,
When the throttle is the medium to roar,
When you see the mud as the pride for you,
When you have the craze and guts to explore the new,
Then don’t think too much,
Just fill up the tank and leave the fuss!
The dream of my childhood, the passion for life,
The craze for en routing should be always rife,
For some it’s a machine, but for me it’s an emotion,
I am humble in neutral, and poise in every notion.
I explore myself, I explore new routes,
I try to hum while waging new suites!
Royal Palace, Stockholm
I do think the role of spark in life,
The sheen of that glare, or the roar in that rife,
I do think, how things changes your mood of life,
As even beats or the chorus of crackers add spark in life,
That illumination, those colors, this ambiance,
Does this life, vows around the spark of that life!!?
Let these white, bring the suaveness for me,
I simply awe the scenery and its spree,
Even a long travel is a short to find these realm,
It’s the time to explore and cruise in helm.
These colors own my smile,
These views harkens the soul of mine,
Where I can laugh, where I can share my breath,
Where I can sit alone and calm my wrath,
Where am I, lost in thoughts,
Just lost in myself, like the frozen rots,
A dying soul, with the excuses for lying down,
Started to hill, but lasting to drown,
Why am I faint, in front of odd colours?
Why I sweep like dark, in the throne of shovers.
Why can’t I push myself to the rank,
Why am I giving before the bank.
In middle of lot, so freezes all, in my sleep,
Hanging in my own expectations but unable to keep.
Still the wings are there to make my fly,
But I am done and just want to sigh!
Ever burning has lighten the enigma,
Ever flames have erased the stigma,
Ever this light has enlighten the mind,
Better you water, before flames persuade like wind.
We never run out in the search of beauty,
As wherever we lie, we want to wreath the serenity.
Whatever you try, what you don’t do to seem,
If it doesn’t come in real, it comes in dream.
From there you go mad about it,
You fire the soul, or ready to apart for it,
So what’s it, which mesmerize all beings lying here,
But the craze is that, every one die for different craze here,
For a beauty, but what is beauty?
It is when you sigh and bliss together in affinity.
Might be a soul for me, or might be a face for you,
Might be the above picture for him, might. be the stars for her to sew.
Might be throne for them, might be a simple job for those,
But beauty is surely that which covers the flaws!!
This is how we are, this is how we live,
Even randomness cheers the naive, and even tear the hive.
We wander to see the miracles which happened outside us,
As we shove the wounds and rattle the fuss!
Baltic Sea
It’s always not necessary to wait for the perfect scenery,
Sometimes every shade of life belongs to purest ivory,
You just need to understand, to live all the moments you have,
Cause you are just a bare away from the sunshine, you wish to have!
Stockholm
When you think it is just a trip,
Surely you had no idea what can be the flavour of the sip,
You just knew, you might be alone,
You just imagined you can be in a good tone,
Yes, the trip was as alluring as the ship seems to you,
Yes, it created a vista in just a single view!
Simply beautiful, what comes in my mind,
Simply with aura, changes my mind,
Somethings just seize your thoughts,
There is still some scenery, in the world of plots!
I just wish to move aimlessly,
In the world of noise, to deal vernally,
I do gather some shots,
Just to witness the tour and its froth,
Froth, which just vanish a step ahead,
Reaving my soul in pain and red,
I just have these memories to recall,
Shredding all time, but still counting spring and fall!
I too stand near the brink,
Not just to witness the rise and sink,
I too stand close at dawn,
Not just to sigh and moan,
I too stand near the depth,
Too just verge out the wrath.
Stockholm, Sweden
Sometimes you don’t awe the time,
Sometimes you don’t realise the shine,
Sometimes you miss the evening in all time,
But later you realise it was not another time.
Goa, India
Let me set to all lights,
Let me live at all sights,
Let me head to new fun,
Let me lead the new run,
Let the new water, take away my dilemma,
Let the dying sun, bring new prima.
Stockholm, Sweden
Some lights attracts my soul,
Some swings removes the haul,
Some water make me cherish,
Some heights, is what I wish.
Gujarat, India
Hope is what I kept inside the shell,
I at the zenith nor I am made to sell.
Time passing along the traveler,
I hope someone’s wait along this traveler.
It was sure in my mind,
It was across and lined,
It was about my feel for you,
It was about my thoughts and view,
But it was much more about my loneliness and care,
Just like the sunset and empty chair.
Ship, India
Gregarious can find the veins under the veil,
But alone it is really hard to reveal.
Referring about the odd or the differences,
Be calm and reveal the senses.
India
The phase or the phrase lightning towards dark,
The pulse or the veins, cloche like bark.
The time we are through, the clock we are following,
The persona we own is that we must keep believing.
Pune, India
Neither I think to love nor to admire,
It’s my soul which will never mire.
The friendship, the mate, the group to laud,
True amicability provides the warmth of God.
KTH,Sweden
Let the spark be explored,
Let the light be flowed,
Let the charm be showed,
Let the colors be rain bowed.
KTH Royal Institute of Technology, Stockholm, Sweden
All in ears, all in emotions,
All in sync, all in notion,
All in rhythm, all in harmony,
All in valor and soothing shiny.
Goa, India
A chance to live life in a best way,
A chance to breathe in a best way,
A chance to laugh in a best way,
A chance to cherish in a best way,
A chance to create memoirs in a best way,
Just go on a trip with your best, is a best way.
GeorgeTown, Malaysia
Let it bridge the gap, Let it find the way,
Let it see the light, let it mark the ray,
Let it find a new a road to travel,
But don’t wait for a ravel.
Goa, India
Sometimes fall are the start of new,
Sometimes fall have a different view,
Sometimes fall is the shade of all zeal,
As it act like a jubilant heal.
Jaipur, India
A trip is not just a travel,
It’s a cruise of exploration and marvel,
Like stages are not just for show,
It’s for the showman for whom people bow.
Royal Palace, Stockholm, Sweden
Royal is more than the expression of aura,
In the veil of history and it’s persona,
The class among all the residencies,
A marvel full of fancies.
Twin Towers, KL, Malaysia
Either I was born together,
Either I looked like you forever,
Either I was named with you,
But it too had a different view.
KL, Malaysia
A shoot to perceive, A shot to look,
All from welkin, all across the brook,
The cities are the nest of human living,
All are big to fight, small to sing,
But it was ease to click that one,
As I was 10k feet above from the drama of everyone.
Phuket, Thailand
Urge into the matter which sleeve,
Wish the nature which creed to feel.
The blueness all around,
Just like healing my wound.
Universal Studios Singapore
The journey is the éclat of your passion,
Like anxiety to witness the eclectic creation
Butterworth, Malaysia
Sometimes just climbing the success,
Is just like solidifying the wax,
All will see the glorifying sparkle,
But you will be alone seeing the haziness.
Langkawi, Malaysia
All set to cross the sky,
On the cable to travel and fly,
In the midst on admiring scenery,
Enjoy the weather along with savory.
Penang Hill, Malaysia
The top of city, the crest of hill,
5 kms to climb, on your will,
Or a train to catch, to see the beauty,
Just chill and enjoy the creativity.
If days are bright than nights are glamorous,
If days have shine, then stars makes the night fabulous,
The city is all set on fire, by the svelte it own,
It has it’s own bass, pitch and tone.
Sometimes the soul is uncompassionate to fly, but wings do it’s job,
Sometimes you do the hard work, but does not come out of prob,
So keep the perseverance and calmness like a bark of you,
Never know when you hit the new.
