Wednesday, December 26, 2012


It was never
The same blue sky!
And from that distant crowd
The weary wind
Spread the mist of mirth 

Far beyond, beneath 
That tree, stood she
Gazing at those stars
And those voyaging clouds
That wiped the tears 
Of the weeping moon

She thought-
Society will cheer, 
As they always did
They seldom cared
Who they missed!
They won’t 
And will never try 
To befriend your loneliness
They won’t forget
To mourn at your death!

Despite of,

That clapping and tapping noise
That perishable giggles and cries
That glaring glimer of fireworks
She stood silent
Beneath that tree…

A lake ahead

Unruffled and still
She threw that tiny pebble
And it rippled
“Ah!” She sighed
She personified
That lake as a society
And a pebble…!
[…the firecracker blew up]
Her thoughts,
Hence shattered…

The wind hushed-

But her face glowed
With that radiance 
Of flashing firecrackers…
With no smile on her face,
She goes off!

(C)Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"
11:49 am, 12-27-2012-CES-IISc
A ripple of thoughts...

Friday, December 14, 2012


When you are left with no option- You become Friends, the best friends, in fact!

With this stretched lips
I grinned
And shouted ‘hello’
And she replied
“Shut up!”
Cheerless, but yes-
I was left 
With no option

I got mesmerized
By the splendor of that ‘sale’
And rushed into 
That shopping precinct
And was dragged out
-“Dare not fritter away your money!”
My collar in her hand
I had no option!

With that extremism 
Of lassitude- 
Yes, I declared in my empire!
And I valiantly dozed off…
And got kicked down on the floor
“Get up lazy bone; 
You are late for ‘the’ class”
And I had no option!

This December-
When gush of wind
Will whisper (Scream, in fact)
“Catch me, if you can…”
-With this mocking hilarity…
It will be me
And you will have no option!

…When I walk 
This lonesome way
You are always missed
I swear!
Not for those laughter
We jointly glued
On People’s face-
Who avowed that:
“You guys are not funny, at all!”
And they had no options!

For these bags are heavily 
Had you been here, 
You would have 
And I have no option!

You are the one with whom
I fear not,
To speak
About every frightening tales
Of life!
You are my best friend;
Other than this-
I have no option!!!

© 2012 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

Monday, December 10, 2012

...Awakening: Go fearless!

No shackles can

Chain your dreams...

Nor, can they-

Imprison the rays of Sun,

Go fearless- my folk!

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"
Another trial with Sketch-o-photography!