srkeology

[srkeology]

rose chose to love thorns

because people don't feel

like keeping them

when they dry up....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

when the sun's charms

lure spectators to witness

the showcase of the stunning sky....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

खता हवाओं की भी न होगी

बेरुखी शजर ने भी न की होगी कभी

फिर पत्तों का अलग होना ?

महज मौसम की गई एक साजिश....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

एक शाम ढली

फिर एक रात जगी

और एक महफ़िल सजी

जिसमे दो दिल मिले

फिर गुल खिले

इसी गुलिस्ता में

फिर कई गुल हुए

मुसलसल रात और बढी

फिर जाम बनी

किसी को ऐसे चढी कि फिर कभी उतरी ही नहीं

और किसी को ऐसे चढी कि फिर कभी चढी ही नहीं

हाँ ! जी ऐसे ही फिर रात कटी

फिर महफ़िल बिखरी

और शराब उतरी

जो गुल बने वो बिखर गए

जो गुल हुए वो संभल गए

आ जी छोड़िए !

अब रात गई

और ऐसे ही फिर बात गई....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

when nature turns a leaf into a folding fan

and a whiff of wind makes it wave....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

when the sky casts an eye-catching spell

and the sun paints

its color onto the sky curtain....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

life is like parched leaves

no matter how hard you try

a strong gust of wind blows the leaves away....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

and when the palm leaves

become a veil on the sky....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

the sun sets the whole sky on fire

to send its love to its beloved moon....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

your gait is your stepping stones....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

🌴....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

the moon longs to blaze in the sunshine

so it oozes to make 

the never-ending darkness vanish....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

when you get lost

in the mayhem of the city

while nature soothes you....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

आवी मारी माडी....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

fierceness lingers in her whiskers

and distasteful stares in her eyes

yet she plays like a furball....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

the moon does not seek

the consent of the sky

to dispel the darkness of the sky....🖤🌈

[srkeology]

siblings are true friends

with them you deposit your secrets

and forget those secrets without coding them

siblings love is unselfish

they channel love to you without getting back

they love you from miles away

they love you without your consent

siblings are like cotton clouds

they rain all day and night

so you can bloom

siblings are like stepping stones

they built bridges with ebb and flow

so you can walk without staggering

siblings are shadows of parents

they protect you from monsters

siblings are like stellar gardeners

they keep you from withering

so your life can become fruitful

siblings are the part of the twisted ladder

they share genetic architecture with us

that's why we imitate them

yet sometimes we do not vibe

and some become pandoradox

but real siblings are pool of happiness

they carve like scarlet streams from our forebears

and like all siblings

you and i alike

my soror....🖤🌈