The racquets do play
And The skies do sing

The frost in my eyes
Believes that beauty,
It sees in everything

Where do I find that

All that blends in
All that blends in

Really some desire
That beats in
Every being

Delays of cries
That speaks in prices

Where is that smile
Without cold ices

The racquets do play
And The skies do sing


Woke up to pink skies, so I had to write, I did feel like singing too..


Says a bird 

Where should she be

In the juggle of

Building her nest

She cages to few trees

Soon once a tender fruit

Drops on her beak

And That taste she discovers

to be a gift for the weak

To be nourished by some more

She gathers strength for a find

and assembles her collect

From her own lifts and flights

though the match for that taste

She still does not find

seeking from the vast

Her struggles tunes her 

into being more refined

all those moments of unrest

Then Begins to beautifully shine 

She returns to the same branch

With a heart without any yearn

To devote a little happy thanks

For the passion she had earned

As she wonders through her flops 

That tender fruit again drops 

And to her surprise 

She finds many like her

flying by over her in a line

They carried that fruit

she longed all that time,

So she followed them, 

For a pretty long while

To finally reach

That bliss of all time

On her way back to her nest

With huge plucks for her own

She drops bits of her fruit

And very Happily as she could

For all that she knew

There is

Immense Beauty 

in brotherhood


If only she knew

if only she knew
that all that she sees
is a view that is shown
because all that really rings true
is only within
within herself
in her natural glow

if only she knew
that all that she has endured
has only assured
coming weak moments of tomorrow

if only she knew
that there were some lucky few who
noticed her sail then followed her trail
and now they are in their finest stay

if only she knew
that no matter how tricky it feels
with silly dos and don’ts
stuck in moods of stone
however she sways through them
her genuine threads will stick along, even insane

if only she knew
that when she smiles its only
really worthwhile

if only she knew.

Deer runs, Hiphop

Deer 🦌 runs , hip hop!

stood there soulfully
Humming mystery,
For long
In silence

Kept loving deeply
With her canopy of energy,
For long
In silence

Seeing through the veil
With her inner lamp lit
The illusions disappear
and a different trail hits

Just beat it.
Just beat it.


deers have soulful eyes and no wonder it just feels me.

Happy new year

β€œπš†πš’πšœπš‘πš’πš—πš πš‹πšŽπšŠπšžπšπš’πšπšžπš• πš™πšŠπšπš’πšŽπš—πšŒπšŽβ€

It’s the time to say – Thankyou all πŸ™ƒ for all your insights/support this year.

β€œLike Lotus with Jasmine
A tender tough dough
haven’t we all turned into Now

a beginning Of shaping
by new rolling pin
Its going to be a fun rollout into Wow”

28, 29, 30, 31…..πŸ‘πŸ»

Winter love

❄️Winter love❄️

As the beats goes along

As the beats goes along

The melody in me longs for the song

As the days grows out from gold

As the days grows out from gold

The cold in me longs for the silvery hold

As the winters finds the roses to sigh

As the winters finds the roses to sigh

The fragrance in me longs for every missed try

As the letters builds into mountain of words

As the letters builds into mountain of words

The old story in me longs for the highs of the closest bonds

And then the now hooks

And then the now hooks

The elegance in me longs for good gum boots!

– love always, masuma

𝐁𝐞 𝐒𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐒𝐧𝐠

𝐁𝐞 𝐒𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐒𝐧𝐠

Dont duvet under the shadow of others,
Rely on the vastness of your own penumbra
If you can Spark your own mind,
then you are vitamins fortified
Swiftly step into your glide path….
you still have a lot of life left in you
there awaits more, much more for you!🎈

P.S: Thats a depiction of myself.

𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐭 π’πžπ­π­π₯𝐞

Don’t settle,
As no one really actually does,
That’s how life is, moving, never dead!

your legs bum and tum may riot in pain
Your mind exudes spells and negotiates it’s state
They get organised like a love led girlfriend freak
Who follows the eye caught, plateau to peak
new territories recycle the old hoisted flags
Back to nadir, dauntless race up to the topmost brag
Everyday you register a future to behold
And then you smoke those engaged breaths, debated and dream grown

So if you are at unrest
You are probably at something
That’s how life is, moving, never dead!


Stay encouraged. Every step is gorgeously different. Don’t settle, you can’t ever.😊

keep moving!