Oh my healer please come backI need you for laughing and so for cryingA thousand Stitches cannot seal the bleeding woundsEven a simple touch of yours will heal my carrion
Author Archives: Amol Mokase
DYSTOPIA
Future of the Dystopian Present
WAR
Honestly I never got a chance to look backOr I really felt not to have a sight into my lifeCause I got my friends bunch of them; doingThose things for me analysing my journey;Up to this point and the reaching the same conclusion That whatever happened in my life was for goodThat it was takenContinueContinue reading “WAR”
READER’S CRUISE
READER’S CRUISE “I need a membership and a quiet place please”, Hiranya had requested to the library assistant of Reader’s Cruise library. The assistant looked at Hiranya’s face for few moments as Hiranya’s face was not of those kind she would forget easily but contrary her face had sprouted pity in the heart of assistantContinueContinue reading “READER’S CRUISE”
CUCKOO: IN THE WOODEN BOX
FEMALE CYBORG This is going to be my first sci-fi journey and also happening to be the first serialised composition on the blog which will have ten interconnected chapters. I wish your time and support to read and review my work. So lets begin…. 1. THE DISOBEDIENCE “What is inside this wooden box? I canContinueContinue reading “CUCKOO: IN THE WOODEN BOX”
आभाळ
दिवसागणिक आभाळ कोडमडतय माझं हातांना सोसावेलएवढ्या बळाचा धनी कोण ?जीवनाच्या पारड्यातस्वप्नांनी कितीही ऊंची गाठोअस्तित्वाचा एक वाराधुळच धुळ दाही दिशीनिर्बलता ही माझी मानसिक आहेसवय हातांनाओझ्याचीच झाली आहेखूपच सहज झालंय हे निळं वाळवंटकधी डोक्यावर तर कधी तळव्यावर निजलेलखाचायच नाय ही जिद्दही तेवढीच मोठी हायजमिनीचा मात्र काही भरवसा नायहाडांचा आवाजअधून मधून ऐकू येतोआत्मा मात्रपाय गाडून लढतोकधीतरी असाही दिवसContinueContinue reading “आभाळ”
WISH
ELEMENTS Let him consume meAnd let him destroy meFor i am just a boat in the stream of chaosSo shall be driven by who hold the wheel of tranquility Let him reduce me without any sighTo Back the way i was existedFor atom can’t be seen and destroyIt has to live in in the eternityContinueContinue reading “WISH”
THE SECRET
A Man asked to the Sun, “who can smile?” why the sun and nothing else, you ask and I can answer that he has been there and seen everything since humanity and infinity. the Sun replied, “one who know the value of joy and the cost of sorrows, can smile from his heart and notContinueContinue reading “THE SECRET”
MATURE LOVE
She asked to him, “What is a mature love, my beloved?” He replied calmly; He built layers of the vallus around him and she split it brick by brick but neither he exasperated of nor she debilitated yet both not completely united
वादळ
प्रेमाच वादळ आल होत एके काळी बरच काही हलवून गेल ते त्या वेळी पाउलेच नाही तर वाटही चुकता शेवटी तू अन मी तर चेतनाच मला भीती कशाचीच नव्हती अगदी त्या वादळाची सुद्धा नाही मात्र तू अन् तुझी ती नजर दोघेही जणू जीवंत वादळ दूरच्या वादळाला कोण घाबरणार ? मी तर मुळीच नाही पण ह्या शेजारच्याContinueContinue reading “वादळ”
I SCRIBBLER: Matrix of the Words 