I’ve too many thoughts in my head, Waiting to be turned into poetries, Only if you won’t mind, Me writing about you. I’ve too many...

I’ve all the letters you sent me years ago when we thought we were falling in love. You with a witty yet silent, bold yet nerdy girl. Me...

Behke se khayal hai, Kiske hai kya pata? Anjaane se sawal hai, Kyun hai kya pata? Apna sa ehsas hai, Kon hai kya pata? Dil yeh bekarar...

You’re the muscle memory. Of the mind, And the heart. Which is why, It keeps going back to you, Every moment of every day. #writing...

I’ve crossed a thousand ways today, To reach where I am. But tell me if I have ever, Crossed your mind? Because it is the destination,...

I think you are mine, When you read my half-written poems, Trying to figure why have I mentioned, Someone else and not you in them. I...

I caught myself, Thinking of you again, At a moment, I shouldn’t. But, then, Who is to decide, When and why, Am I allowed, To think of...

The incessant raging storm reminded me of the empty side of your bed all night. Every time the lightning struck the darkest of the dark...

I sometimes think, That I’m losing, That part of me, Responsible to love, With every passing day, For I don’t remember, How to hold on,...

I keep on finding the signs, That create a pattern, Somehow leading me back to you. I keep on denying, That it must be some universe’s...

Who is it that makes you feel alive, When all you know about yourself seems to die, As days go by, And conversations rely, On how many...

Her soul keeps visiting those places, Over and over again, Where she has left her heart behind, In fort corners for the memories to...