Creative kids’


It gives me immense pleasure to say,

That when children follow their hearts’,

they grow wings,

My son, was becoming a dentist but music and photography,

Were his passion,

Today with his studies, he is pursuing his dreams,

To all parents, let them fly like birds in the sky,

They will find their own,


At their own time,

A picture

that he captured on his lens, hope you like them.

The  bearded old guy

His sound cloud is:
One of his songs:

His soundcloud is:

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Sea sobbed


The gigantic sea,
Spoke to me,

A simple tale,

Which carried the memories of lovers,

Loved ones,

And people who mattered and matter,

The sea in its lap had seen storms, many a sailor had made their journeys,

Cutting through the rough waves,

Their sails culminating into successful ones,

While most had met their sad nemesis and never made it to the shores,

The sea wept, it had blood on its hands,

Of the innocent too,

If the supreme had not ordered it to leave its spot,

The colossal loss,

Would again be its blame.

The winds blew a soft whistle, many a times rage could be envisaged,

The fishes, made their own swim,

The waves, gusts and the storms,

Drowns, sinks and carcasses, all its blame.

Yet it stood fixated,

Cause it knew,

That the depth of memories had to be carried in its lap,

It knew humans were…

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