Saw this image online somewhere and it made me think Imprisoned Love blooms in places It never has a chance Rising from the ground It keeps on scaling walls Wants to feel a heart from near It had been watching from afar Shielded by walls and iron bars The heart had turned harsh Wound and … Read more
Morning And I realised on opening eyes I should dream of you more often A gentle touch A soft voice A wistful face And a fragrance spiced Awakens me to a morning That’s alive Brimming with possibilities ©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Flowers & Words With a bunch of flowers A string of words Sprinkled with scent Of a heart in love What is said Is much much less Than what is actually felt ©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
She is what she is She’s love, she is life, a presence divine, who sings a bohemian song A tune I feel have heard before, though can’t recall it now She smiles she laughs, she cries a lot, her rage can burn me down She’ll pour her heart in the ash, bringing me back to … Read more
Mesmerising Night She tiptoed on the terrace On a moonlit night Her flowing dress Swirled behind With a sublime dancers grace Her face awash In a dreamy glow Saw a moon in the sky And a moon below Beaming from her face Dizzy whirlpools Dimples on her cheeks Spread fountains of mirth And a elfin … Read more
Unrequited Life tends to be tragic somehow For you are there always In every corner every layer Every locale of my mind Don’t have any space though Even for a tiny moment of time In the depths of your heart Or in thoughts Of your deliciously sweet mind ©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
The War is not over The war is not over Battles should be fought In every town every street every corner every home In every mind That is poisoned with hate And forwards on mobile That don’t end In every town every state every country Every continent There’s life Beautiful simple innocent A dead twig … Read more
Flipped through a book That records my dreams And all my precious memories On every page There’s millions of them Written in cursive There’s just one name Your’s ©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
The Bench Sometimes the roses wait Sometimes the bench For you to arrive Though you never come And me, I watch the flowers wilt And the bench Gradually lose its strength To the elements Meanwhile seasons change Repeat themselves In cycles Repeatedly Lost their count by now Don’t even care Nor do I regret The … Read more
Your Face The way you smile That twinkle in your eyes When you speak with me Rarely sometime Keeps me alive during the days In silence of nights Dreams blossom and rise Where every flower has With your lovely face ©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar