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...

I don’t think I can hold it anymore, The words waiting to be set free, Out from the cage of my lungs, Right from the heart, Not rhymed,...

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,...

The sky and I were talking today, About you, And the poetries I’ve written, About the songs you’ve sung, Under the night sky, Staring at...

There are some things, You can’t let go, Like the warm embrace, On a cold winter morning; Amongst the rustling dry leaves, And a little...

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 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...

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

Maybe I’ll never ever have anyone to look at half-done paintings in a hidden art gallery in the middle of the bustling street of London....

Do you get that numb feeling darling, Right after you listen my poems, Does your heart skip a beat, Right after you read a stanza, Does...

Everything seems like a taunt, For that one in many foolish act, How I wish I could disappear, After doing a thing like that. A wish out...