House of Poetry

 In shadows deep, a mystery untold, A poetry's secret, yet to unfold. Words dancing, weaving a cryptic rhyme, Whispered upon the pages, locked in time. The inked verses, a mystical clue, Guiding us to a world that's anew. Lines like breadcrumbs, scattered in the dark, Unraveling the secrets, leaving their mark. What lies within this enigmatic verse? A tale of love, or a tragedy's curse? We delve deeper, seeking the hidden truth, Solving the puzzle with our sleuth-like sleuth. Each stanza holds a key, a sacred sign, Unlocking the answer, a truth divine. With every word we read, the plot unwinds, Leaving us breathless, with our racing minds. Lost in the labyrinth of poetic art, We search for meaning within the poet's heart. With every syllable, the mystery grows, Engulfing us in its captivating throes. But fear not, for we will conquer this riddle, With words as our guides, our swords in this battle. Through metaphors and similes, we shall find, The resolution that linger

 In India's vast and diverse land, Where dreams and cultures mix and stand, There's a journey, oh so grand, On the longest train, we understand. From Dibrugarh to Kanyakumari's shore, Across mountains, plains, and more, The Indian Railways proudly explore, A voyage that's worth much more. Through the Eastern hills and Western plains, Across rivers and fertile terrains, The longest train journey remains, A testament to India's trains. From tea gardens of Assam's embrace, To Tamil Nadu's southern grace, This journey takes you to each place, A tapestry of India's face. With every whistle's joyful cry, Underneath the endless sky, The longest train journey goes by, A slice of India, you and I. In the heart of this vast terrain, This train journey, like a chain, Binds us all, a timeless gain, On India's longest railway train.

 In Rameshwaram's sacred realm I stand, A quest unfolds on the shimmering sand. With purpose firm and heart aglow, To where the holy waters flow. In the temple's grace, I seek to find, The answers to the questions of humankind. Bridging the gap of land and sea, This quest is my sacred decree. A bridge of stones, an ancient lore, I cross to reach a distant shore. The quest for truth, the quest for grace, In Rameshwaram's hallowed space. With pilgrims' prayers, the air is filled, In this land where time has stilled. The quest continues, step by step, In Rameshwaram, where souls connect. Through trials and tests, I journey on, In search of what's already known. The quest of Rameshwaram, timeless and true, In this sacred land, I find my breakthrough. A quest for peace, a quest for light, In the moonlit night, the stars shine bright. In Rameshwaram's embrace, I find my way, The quest continues, day by day.

 Beneath a vast and azure sky, In the shadow of Kailash high, We tread the ancient mountain's path, A sacred trek, a timeless dance. The whispering winds, they guide our way, As prayer flags in the breeze sway, Through rocky trails and snow-capped peaks, We seek the solace that Kailash speaks. Each step a journey through the soul, To find a part of us made whole, In Kailash's embrace, we find, A deeper truth, a peaceful mind. The river's flow, a constant song, As pilgrims pass, the journey long, With reverence and hearts aglow, To Kailash's grace, we humbly bow. Atop the world, where eagles soar, We glimpse the heavens, want for more, In Kailash's presence, we find our way, To inner peace, where spirits play. This trek to Kailash, a sacred quest, Where earthly bonds and souls connect, In the shadow of this timeless peak, Our spirits rise, our hearts do speak.

 In the heart of the Himalayas, where the heavens kiss the earth, Lies Kedarnath, a place of sacred worth. Its journey, a pilgrimage of faith and devotion, Through rugged terrain, a timeless ocean. Trekking through the meadows, valleys, and peaks, As the soul in wonder, its serenity seeks. The Ganges flows, a silver ribbon below, Guiding the way where pilgrims bestow. At Kedarnath's feet, a temple ancient and grand, A symbol of faith, in this sacred land. Amidst the snow-clad peaks, it stands tall, A testament to devotion, above all. Whispers of prayers, the ringing of bells, Echo through the valley, the heart swells. A journey of body, spirit, and mind, In Kedarnath's embrace, solace we find. The mountains guard this mystical place, A divine connection, a heavenly grace. In the travel to Kedarnath, one discovers their soul, A sacred destination where spirits are made whole.

 In shadows deep, I stand alone, Against myself, my heart does groan. A battle fierce, within my soul, A ceaseless war, my self-control. I am my foe, in darkness fight, Through sleepless nights and endless night. In doubt and fear, I find my way, Against myself, I must essay. Yet hope persists, a tiny flame, Within my heart, it burns the same. To reconcile, to find my peace, Against myself, the wars must cease. I'll seek the light within my core, Embrace myself, both rich and poor. For in this strife, a truth I see, To love oneself is to be free.