(2012)
The clear summer skies, with its s… Their shadows crawling over the lu… The busy bees, the grazing cows, t… The hedges over the edges, the tul… Their colours, the reds, the pinks…
Seduced by the sheen of the silks… Enticed by the sweetness of the fr… I stripped the nymph off her silks… And left her bare to the bone, I scraped the juicy flesh off the…
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…
Walked into the crowded room, Dodging the stares of few darting… Listening to the wafting whispers… Fastened in the secluded corner of… I kept staring at a pair of eyes t…
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…
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…
Darker side of the light is a “Sh… Its the light but not the darkness… Either Light in the darkness 0r d… Ends up in a deep dark colour call… And shadow perse is an oxymoron!!
Woke-up to the noise, When a beam of darkness fell heavi… And broke into pieces the colorful… That, I spread carefully on the f… At dawn the day before!
Caught in between vision and visua… Is vision the sight of a moving fl… And visualization the sight of a f… Is seeing the movements in reality… And seeing the moments in imaginat…
When the tables are turned, And the cloud bursts into storm, When road reaches the hem of a cli… And life hits the rock bottom, When hope sinks into the abyss,
Your thoughts on my mind are runni… Just like the river flowing deep t… Your thoughts are cutting deeper a… Just like the river carving throug… Your thoughts are carving memories…
The moment I stepped out of the c… And stepped into the world filled… I was whisked and wrapped immediat… In the social fabric of different… Of the colours of culture, creed,…
If I could ever see a twinkling s… But I still wonder how far it cou… Staring wildly at every passing mo…
The weight of an anchor on the dec… The pain of baggage in the core of… Whether to carry or let go off the… I remained indecisive, no matter h… If I let go off the anchor,
Beyond the realms of twin blue str… Lay the vast and deep darkness, Above the sky’s bottom and below t… While the vast darkness above woul… From lack of any pressure,
