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Msana
Writing for me is expression of my salvation from stereotypical doings of every single day. But finding originality is another whole chap
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Only If...

When you walk amidst the blazing sunshine, relishing the heat of moment, not realizing what you just staked, loss is unfathomable. Silent regrets sear your soul, chipping your real identity away, piece by piece. Only if someone could throw you a lifeline. Only if you were strong enough to walk away. Only if you knew the bigger picture. Only if you could have heard the voice in your heart. Alas! there is no going back from crumbled reality. It becomes you and you become it. Until a bigger purpose arrives.

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Msana in Poetry & Free Verse

Blank on a wall..

I drew a blank on a wall

My mind far ahead cluttered with future thoughts

Clinging on to present, slipping into past,

With abhorred existence and broken gait;

I still am at the threshold of youth

Though my soul is battered with rustic wind...

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Msana in Travel

Nostalgic ambiance!!

All I can imagine are sticks and stones, 

prevailing on paths of gold,

sight full of treasures unfolded,

who had expected it??

Lost my heart in highlands, buried my soul in valley,at doorstep of breathtaking existence !!!

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Frail Existence.

We sleep, we eat, we drink;

we commence with challenges

& sought after we think,

had it been life of absolute invisibility

we would have been through hell,

had it been life of pride;

we would definitely been to hell

cause' our existence is frail;from the soils we rose to ashes we became!!

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Tangled subconscious.

I wonder, looking beyond,

staring in oblivion, 

breathing deeply, 

thinking and thinking,

wondering where I actually began. 

Finding it existentially hard,

to decipher every thread,

questioning my every whim,answering my every thought.