Poems

  Every morning I get up with one thing in my heart i.e. HOPE. Hope that I’ll survive the day without battling with my sorrows. Hope that today I can get little closer to the feeling of being loved. Hope …

    Old World Charm   Not the charging point, but a window beside my bed, Not WhatsApp birthday wishes, but cards handmade. Neither the hourly text messages, nor an evening spent on the phone. Give me letters written with …

  WHEN I WRITE Reality mingles with fantasies in my head. Truth gets along with thoughts unsaid. I sculpt imagination into words with a pen. Looking for ties between now and then. With the sun of joy, and the clouds …

Hush, let me listen To your heart moan You’re nowhere around Yet the closest you could be Don’t calm the demoness raging under my feverish skin If she claws for a way out Gnaw at her reins, set her free …

Along the roads, Beside the rubble, Amongst the crowd Beyond the horizon   Have we lost what meant the most Or have we treasured what we need Along the roads, Beside the rubble, Amongst the crowd Beyond the horizon Have …