What do I say, That hasn’t been said about you before, Something that’s entirely mine, For you’re now more. More than the romanticized...

She is always in seach of flowers, And answers to questions, She keeps asking the moon, At every crossroad of her life. She is always in...

I love when I catch you, Smiling at me in a crowded room, I love to see you struggle patiently, Wanting to hold me right at that moment....

I keep finding your name, In places I don’t even look at, Reminding me every time, To think of you. And as I try to decipher, The reasons...

The charms on my bracelet, Tinkle with the wind, Each telling its story, Of years without an end. For the journey of a wandering soul,...

Does the writer ever gets written about, Her eyes, Her smile, Her laughter? Does the writer ever get mentioned, In someone’s story, In...

If you see me zoned out, On a Monday morning, Smiling to myself, And humming a love song, Then I must definitely be day-dreaming, About...

I stare at the sea-blue colored moth, Sitting on my ceiling, As I listen to the frogs, Outside my window, All in anticipation of an...

Do we actually know what is happening, When all we do is believe, In things only visible to the eyes. But, what about the ones, That are...

The chase seems to be always on, Towards the top of the mountain, To find the edge of the cliff, Everyday from sunrise to sunset, As...

I’m the master of my words, The poet to my poetry, Although always wondering, What your eyes see. Their amusement, their mischief, Their...

How the sunset brings solace to our souls, Settling our thoughts from the day, To lead us to moments, Which become worth missing for an...