It was not like you came announced, There were signs of you before. A smile, like a flash of lightning, A thunder-like death stare, Light...

The grey clouds hover over the ocean, Threatening to burst down any minute, With silent rumbles, Echoing louder with each passing...

Have you heard the song, She wrote that summer, Amidst the gulmohar trees, Did you know she could sing, A little in Japanese? Did you...

I drifted off, In the warm wind, All day long, Looking at the signs, That you’ve left, And gone, Chasing them, One after the other,...

If you think, It’s a win, To talk to me 24/7, In this galaxy, Then baby, Let me tell you something, It’s not even a minute, In the land,...

It feels like chaos, Or it is really, Everything that is happening, Out of my head? The noise seems blending, With the thoughts lately,...

I remember how easily I told you about how my heart ached for love, for warmth, for an embrace. How, then, I remember you easily used it...

I look outside the window, As the train chugs by the meadows, Lush green with red flowers blooming, Dancing with the summer wind. I see...

I want you to remember me with every sunset, Because the days are all chirpy and warm, It’s the cold night that brings all the thoughts...

Probably the poems mean more than I intend them too, Taking cryptic messages, Into the sky blue, I wish I could become more transparent...

You jingle and jangle the strings you hold, Of words and poems, Songs and all, You don’t know what they mean in real, The ones you wrote,...

We sat there, Under the golden light, Of the sun setting, Beyond the horizon, Contemplating decisions, We are yet to make, As we break...