Folk songs, traditions and stories, All admire the moon like a lover, How I wish I could see it, On the 17th of October. I heard young...

This act of push and pull, Of gravity and the moon, Is like a poetry in its own, Written ages ago, Rhyming even today. The moon can’t let...

I can’t shake this feeling, I woke up this morning with, Something like butterflies, Something like birds, Which giggle until my stomach...

How many sticky notes does it take to fall in love? 1. For reminding to take the house keys. P. S.: Don’t lock yourself out again. 2. For...

The thoughts keep me up all night, Raising questions I wouldn’t know, I might have for myself or you someday, Answers of which happen to...

It’s October, And it’s still raining, In this part of the town, It’s all dark around, Except for the occasional stroke of lightning,...

The bells are ringing somewhere, I know, I can hear them. Unknown to the fact, That the bells are just my heart beats, Throbbing for...

I whisper your name in the middle of the night, To the stars that dimly twinkle outside my window, Hoping you could hear it somehow, Like...

When it seems like you’ve the sandcastle under control, Is when a small wave silently creeps up, Starts pulling off the sand, Grain by...

Everything seems obnoxious, Even in this clear blue sky, And pretty sunshine, Reflecting through your eyes. Yet, there seems a fight,...

From crying over broken crayons to, Laughing over broken hearts, Not ours, others, We grew up. Fighting everyday, To not talking...

When the brave hearts like Bhagat Singh, Raised their voices and echoed the land, With slogans of Inquilab, They lit a fire in souls like...