
It peepes through the windows of the mind,
The past is undeniably difficult to ignore.
Gorgeous greens are the architects for tomorrow ,
They design landscapes for today, magnificiant for sure.
Simi

It peepes through the windows of the mind,
The past is undeniably difficult to ignore.
Gorgeous greens are the architects for tomorrow ,
They design landscapes for today, magnificiant for sure.
Simi

They hide behind the darker shades,
Camouflage with the situations and circumstances.
The eyes that perceive them gleam with bliss,
‘Cause they are the opportunities, the golden chances.

Simi
#myclicks

Away from the crowd she thought she should go, for the peace seemed to dwell there.
Aloud laughed at her, the mind, as it exclaimed… “the control lies within you, right here. “
So she wound up her thoughts and decided not to leave, but to ceaselessly stay on,
At the end of the day, she comprehended , everywhere it’s the same dusk n same dawn.
Let me not pause at the past or envisage the future, she enduringly decided,
And by her own consciousness, on a marvellous journey she was then guided.
Simi

With the moon above and the sun appearing beneath,
I landed dreaming of a place from anxieties which would sheath.
The gold in the sky whispered with a smile,
Try creating this balance within you for a while.
Simi
#myclicks

They hang delicately from my roof
And swing everytime the wind passes by.
I asked them what were they upto…?
They danced and said, just trying to fly..!
Their roots are in the ground,
But the goals are touching the sky..
Completely engrossed in their own little world,
They never questioned themselves, how and why?
Simi
#myclicks

The streets looked huddled and full of hustle bustle,
He was just steering his way through.
Amongst faces, few masked and few appearing naive,
Contemplating, which was fake and which was true
Simi
Through the lens of Sujay

Each one of then had an expression, not difficult to perceive,
I was about to pluck one of them, was their guess.
We look prettiest amongst our tribe, they exclaimed,
We don’t desire being lonely in your golden vase, even if you label it success.
Simi
Through the lens of Sujay
