Amazzz

Monday 31 December 2018

Hope of begining



There is no room
For dying soul
Only few canter of memories
No haven for praise
But soulful hymns
Everything perishes
I'm forced to drag myself
In the transitional phase
Nothing else
But the magical number
Of two zero one nine
On the calendar only.

Dr. Ashutosh

Saturday 15 December 2018

What I'm


I'm nothing
But a stone of mile
Showing what left behind
And where to go next
My every stance is
To clatter the wings of time.
I never sit on spongy surface
How can I allow myself
To take rest before destiny
Every color of hard work
Is in my quiver
I wake up before morning
Starts to move
Without caring the shiny stars
People speak on my silence
Because I'm carved
As their milestone.

Dr. Ashutosh