beauty

Beauty is not measured by
a Brilliant Visage...
But
by the Love Shining
from the Blooded Scars...
Jeweled,
on the Heart’s Face...

Failure...

There is no-thing as ‘Failure’
What you do is only learn...

Does the path seems tough?
Does the stones seems bad?

Look closer...
You are tougher...

There is always a good hidden
in what seems to be bad...

Depends how you want to look,
and move ahead...

Head held high...
With a positive approach...

Move on,
the 'Failure' is just another song...

Morning Window

The light cascading
from the window...

flickering
unknown shadows...

mysterious...
mischievous...

coiling around,
removing the dark smoking billows...

and
another morning strikes
in the mystic eyes...

Solo Ride

It was high time for a ride, and a long one. I went down, but the back tyre was flat! Took it to shop, the tyre-tube was gone and had to be replaced. That done, i took off... few km further i realized i forgot my cam at home only... came back for it... Luckily the weather was just right and i finally took off to uttarhalli - kengeri road!
Just before reaching mysore road, i felt it was safer not to venture further more alone... also there were clouds and thinking it might rain, i returned home...When the day seems too long
and you are lost
in the turmoil...
When there are so many questions
and heart seems lost
in the maze...
You look out of the window
but answers itself
seems a haze...
Clouds seems dark
and winds blow hard
right into your face...
Your eyes frown
far beyond
the empty firmament...
Your heart guides
to the keys
awaiting for a ride...
No aim,
only an undefined path...
No cohort,
only you and your tandem...
Finding solace with the wind
The ruffled feathers
fleeing free...
And the peace becomes
yours to keep...