(2013)
Sticks that I have burnt disappea… The ashes I have dropped to the g… A speck of those ashes has lodged… And found now, an eternal place, u… Tearing the blanket of tears, ever…
My eyes always cheat my innocent m… Neither the sky nor the ocean are…
Washed away are my doodles on the… Withered away are my inscriptions… Blown away are my footprints on th… But lasts forever are your memorie… Forever imprinted on my soul..!
Ocean can wait but not rivers, Banks can wait but not waves, Sails can wait but not winds, Skies can wait but not clouds, Mirror can wait but not images,
The day I must chose between my d… I must walk a thin line, I knew, Mutually exclusive are my dreams a… Because you are real and the other… But they say that dreams come true…
Pebbles that I dropped on my path… Long lost and forgotten when the p… Their memories were long lost and… I moved on thinking that they will… Now I’m walking on a different pa…
It is still December the end of a… But the beginning of another, Of the time when trees are covered… Of the time when leaves of green a… Nestled warm and cozy on the couch…
Wandering through the memory lanes… Holding tightly the tender plant i… Wrapped its roots carefully in a s… Left no chinks even for the air to… As I meandered through the memory…
Intrigued by the faces and their f… Inspired by the colours and their… Inscribed sketches of them on the… Inline to the outlines of the colo… Inked and imbued the inlines, in h…
Going round and round in circles, The circle of life is an endless c… A cycle that is played between the… Sometimes the shades of the bright… Into the dark deep abyss of the se…
There she goes with grace and eleg… Spinning and gyrating in the ballr… Dancing for the tunes of grandeur… Drawing the fresco of intricate de… But of a limited palette, when onl…
I always wonder and ponder, Whether the one who never touched… Is sensible enough to feel the tex… Whether the one who never water th… Is eligible enough to relish the d…
As I age, Some say its just a number, Other say, its a change, As I age, The picture would crease,
In an endeavor to outwit my fate, In an effort to outsmart the pain, I smiled at every passing face, To wipe out the memories without a… When the mind refused to heed my i…
The crispy cover of gravel crumble… When I tried to clamber the hills… The silky carpet of sands shrunk a… When I tried to cross the deserts… The soggy sheet of tiny crystals s…