Jasleen Kaur Gumber

“Moon is a shining ball,from the window on my wall.Moon is blemish-laden,from the terrace of my mansion.Moon is a cold flame,from the porthole of my airplane.Yet I have heard,Moon is muse to philosophy brothers,Moon is nurse to romantic lovers.How can it be so various?Are we not the same?Or did the Moon really change?”

“I don’t have any fancy story,about the way we fell in love.It was that one awkward move,and the next I remember, I was looking at you.”

“And I sat there at the patio,while the whole of universe,was getting engulfed,in the whitest whiteness of snow.Down, near my rough paw,is soft snow,mannering a fidgeting embryo.I monitored the snow that plunged,on the soil of my backyard,and realized it melting fast.Was that the temperature or,my eyes on it overcast?While I think of this melted exalt,I am obliged to ask,What ought happens to the thoughts?Where do they get tossed?When they are forgot?Scorched?Scoffed?Deformed? Unadorned?”

“Certain voices heardare heardnot becausethey are phonetic...But,from one soulthey head,to another,in the form of magic.(Poem: When, When a not, Book: Ginger and Honey)”

“This world isn't a battlefield. Someday you will realise how your success depends on a bunch of other people and that day you will be wiser. You will know how connected we all are. Either we all make it or none of us does.”

“I will be me,when world aberrantlywill feel, my gravity!I will turn into my,when their shrill crywill stop asking why!(Poem:Because you so wanna meet me, Book: Ginger and Honey)”

“We are all same, inside our homes!”

“Dear 2016,If I has any defeats in your term, I am glad they were on my terms!Best,The Defeated Winner”

“And what's beyond vastness? It shrinks...”

“The mirror it was and life it spelled,The road ahead, and the time past stepped,All gathered in one; one to all paired,My life is so different from all the world’s threads.My breaths are mine, my woes are too,If my life were put through you,You sure would unlikely pursue,It should be left for me to gather,I am its sculptor, mine would be the hammer.”

“She stampeed. “I am making him run late.”She gave a resolution of exact 60 seconds to herself to see if she can find her diamond necklace or else she would attend the party with out it.She suddenly turned, as if her memory shouted out loud- Its on the chest right there!To her bewilderment, he was standing just a few inches away holding a big mirror in hand.That perplexed her. Not Adam. Not even the fact that her neck was already hosting the necklace.But seeing herself that way, her very own self. As if, she was unapprehended she existed.Adam was expecting a smile on her face, and that she would touch the necklace and say- “Oh my foolish self” but she touched her face and said- “Oh my self...”That was foolish!”

“One day, all your worries will set like the sun does and deserved happiness will come gushing like waves at the beach do. All you need to make sure is that your trips to beach never end.”

“In a corner you condense yourself and cry- in the same corner you caress and kiss. Life is this, something different each time.”

“Clouds are on top for a reason. They float so high because they refuse to carry any burden!”

“This life is quite a rave- few heartaches, some long waits, altering faiths & breaking cliches!”

“Something inside me stops the moment I see a mighty mountain.”

“Let nothing put me to unease,nothing to deceive.I have conceived,I exist.Because I am blessed,To gather time,in hearing,my breath,so tranquil.To life,I am, thankful.”

“Avoid selling to dumb customers, there aren't enough left!”

“There is a thin line of difference in being courageous and foolish!”

“For once,engulf,not air,but hope.For once,breathe on,a firm belief!”