Waiting for you. at 2 in the morning, I enter a narrow tunnel of a lapsed timeline. Few daggers in…
Stepping over my gut I came too close to you. It broke me to see too many flaws in you.…
The chaotic silence buried underneath my heart, hushing the storms to simmer down has got long lost tales to tell.…
Listen to yourself often. Not being born special worked out. It made you humble and grateful each time, when you…
You’re like the stars in the sky I saw in my childhood twinkling, smiling down at me assuring me of…
I lay breathless on dried out grasses almost at death’s door staring at bright noon Sun reflecting on my thoughts…
Trail of thoughts Stillness of quiet Overdue reforms High-pitched screams With a muted voice Here’s #midnight For you
A poem a day keeps your illness away…
Setting Sun stared hard Into my inquisitive eyes. Both adamant to rise again.
Poetry tastes like Freedom… —– 21st March – World’s Poetry Day. Wishing it to all my fellow writers😘