The painted moon from the terrace That night, when the palace was asleep, and my eyes refused to rest in the absence of your presence,...

By the seaside I was there, waiting for you lost in the turbid water of the animated sea as it made its way through those triangular...

the crazy me went on to weave an unrealistic dream spun out of the void that very day crossed my mind today the day i waited for you near...

I will meet you in a life hereafter in a different land away from this chaos where all barriers will cease to exist where all your lies...

Of kings and dragon tales, Of mysteries and fables in place, Of lobsters and fishmonger, The night sky deals in all. Have you ever gazed...

The grand perils of cooking the steaming hot khichdi in the making: to stir and when to stir the eternal dilemma while tasting. The...

That night has arrived, after a prolonged and agonizing wait: he would embrace her in his arms while her bangles would make a jingling...

Escaping through the traverse of the ever flourishing mustard field, her tired soles no more feel the rough texture of the rolling dry...

Let the waves surge the tides too shall move on with time, as strings of the sitar are pulled through, the images of reverie break apart;...

I will not sleep for hundred years for the raging soul aspires to be poetry of your endless nights a dreamer of your dreams. I will not...

When everything seems meaningless and rubble, when you are floating in a bubble, consider you are in trouble. When the heart denies the...

I embrace you in open arms in pain and in laughter in joys and sorrows, as I falter mapping the paths broad and narrow. With heavy feet,...

Words convulse emotions digress, we are at loss, as how far to progress-- at times it feels like stopping here at times meandering ways,...

Let me break the rules for a day Let me run in a slow motion like that in a movie Let me fly in a parachute on one rainy day Let me slide...

The one string of Ektara the Baul plays in reverence, with his index finger in place: the strain of his devotion reaching miles and...

On the parched earth does she touch her feet, with closed eyes she joins her hands, in absolute subjugation to her Lord she dedicates her...

The sound of your anklets caressing the heated sand, The playful wind wiping your tears before they touch the rusty land, bring them to...

Our story spans thousands of years for aeons we have loved, Your footprints lead to the threshold of my abode. As the dusty dunes sweep...

In the autumn of the day when the crimson of the sun merges with the indigo sky, when raag Yaman reverberates with the sweet essence of...

I prefer to be silent for now Silence is all I seek; The unaccountable images swirling around, I want to pause them for some relief. The...