Living alone for years & I developed a habit of talking to myself. It’s just, sometimes the statue in the…
Your face is like a mirror polished on the surface with a tinted pale reflection. A reflection capable of displaying…
Sitting on the stairs in front of your house, looking at the car headlights from afar with my neck imitating…
To the poet in me Let the words find you, Let the verses amuse you. Let the metaphors play hide…
Warm and sweet like Summer Rain, Your touch brushes against the tips of an intrinsic soul. Like the lake that…
Poetry isn’t about beautifying the words; It’s about stripping off its thick cover and appreciating the rawness.
Lips getting dried, heart pumping faster, sweat seeping through the pores, cheeks turning red Dear Summer, Stop acting like my…
It was an ordinary day with people busy in their lives. A man running to grab a taxi, a formally…
I saw her. There she was. Stuffed under the pile of shopping bags. So unlike her. I smiled. I kept…
Happy International Women’s Day to all the lovely ladies and to all the Men loving, supporting and respecting her. I…