A fond Adieu |Poem Excerpts

Trembling with fear of losing him, she stares the lamp at the corner,and he stands to leave. As they walk in silence,nothing much, but smiles of love,accompanied, her eyes beseeches him to stay, and his charming eyes,filled with opportunities,of this blind world,never cares. Read the complete poem Here

The clock on the lost wall

Right there,on the wall of lost time,sitting is a clock. Looking through the eyes of time,everything and everywhere. There isn’t solace,but a sadness that keeps getting deeper with time. If you know and look into it, you will find it hard to understand. The petrichor,the dusky smell of wooden trench, used long back to make… Continue reading The clock on the lost wall

“The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!” | John Keats

The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone! Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast, Warm breath, light whisper, tender semi-tone, Bright eyes, accomplish’d shape, and lang’rous waist!

Kasturi | Poem Series | Part 1

Two ends of a sphere, Me and my Heart. One lives with me, one lost to never found me again.

Poetry | Less Human than Human

We have always been less human than human, In the glare of pathetic greed, we are leading, Like never before, or like every Single time. There isn’t any sign of togetherness, Good deeds, a better past, or our glory, If there is, it’s rare, so we share. Shamelessly.

Poem Excerpts : The drops of Fog

Writing on leaves,the drops of fogsome sublime poetries,of life & lies,burning and dying,true love in the eyes. Read the full poem 'The Drops of fog' here.

The beauty of Life

These mountains, a solid architecture,a life with the green canvas, all over it,like a bold green flesh, raised by the sun,the summers, winters and spring passing,it stays still, never complaining, about anything. In summers, Sun melts him, like fire vomiting dragon,his little trees and plants die due to illness,lack of water causes death to beloved… Continue reading The beauty of Life

The drops of fog

Writing on leaves, the drops of fogsome sublime poetries,of life & lies,burning and dying,true love in the eyes. Escaping from the arms of clouds,falling to the surface of grounds,it cools the heat all around. Scattered onto the soil,it asks for an another life.a life of time, for a lifetime,nothing it says, but denies.

A Life with Lenity

Whimpers in the maze of tough thoughts,A life with lenity.A thought of seeking coincidence,With wondrous epiphany. A morning that seeks night,But couldn’t.A night that seeks dawn,But couldn’t. It stays within,And asks quietly,Whether you’re,what you areor not?? When not heard,It stays where it belongs,Like a snail in its shell.

First Love

The way she passed the bridge of my memory, I lost my way out of the senses. The lights of courage in me was diminished, Flaunted by the winds of first love.