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

An Instant

~ Your lips, your skin have me enchanted and I would like nothing else but to savor them each and every second of my being. ~   2.34 4.24.18 Smit.  

I Like This

I like this Us sitting beside the window, having coffee and listening to the birds? Not just that, but also the way we are talking You smiled a little, “what do you mean?” Usually when we talk, alone or not alone, your voice is deep, concrete, confident. Right now, it’s different, its tender and on … More I Like This

A Song A Bird Sings

There’s a song a bird sings Outside my window Every morning and evening Per my reckoning, It welcomes the joy of the morning Whilst the sky blooms like a tender flower of lotus And it also farewells the twilight of the evening Whilst the sky closes like a tender flower of lotus All the while … More A Song A Bird Sings

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