Rose

Have you ever loved a rose, and watched her slowly bloom; and as her petals would unfold, you grew drunk on her perfume. Have you seen her dance, her leaves all wet with dew; and quivered with a new romance– the wind, he loved her too. Have you ever longer for her, on nights that … More Rose

Awakening

Let the light of late afternoon shine through chinks in the barn, moving up the bales as the sun moves down. Let the cricket take up chafing as a woman takes up her needles and her yarn. Let evening come. Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned in long grass. Let the stars appear and … More Awakening

The Photograph

They say that the time never stops But didn’t they tell you that I can even stop drops? It’s me, the photograph, who’ll hold you Till the time it gets better, even if the time flew People say that I’m just a copy, just an ‘it’ But I’m capable of holding moments, making everything lit … More The Photograph

A Stranger Told

  It was a lazy Sunday morning Rain was pouring through like a wild stream Had a cold tea in a small bowl, mind seemed uselessly wandering Through the lonely showering of waters, it felt numb Unable to comprehend the feeling The urge to feel, the rain, the silence A stranger told, write it out … More A Stranger Told

Moon Gazing

06:05:2017 I’ve been gazing Moon since last two weeks, maybe more than that. I’ve been in this open town since a fortnight. Staring at the Sky, feeling those untiring clouds, joining the stars, gawking the moon like a wolf, admiring the darkness of vast sky has become a routine for me. I don’t know what … More Moon Gazing