The old horse neigh echoing the oldness of the alley where it was sheltered– A destitute building with ferns and mosses, grown freshly last monsoon, and now multicolored; An owner who has no one to look after him; a room he lives broken with seasonal winds and– Breeze waltzing through the broken window pane–located overlooking…… Continue reading Neigh

It’s too Early

To Sridevi… No one’ll smile while rolling eyes No one’ll personalized dilemma– Of a wife as you had (or is it have) No one’ll depict the anger of mother- In guise of silence subtle & deep You’ve shown love in the purest form I maybe the lunatic who still running- For the train to stop…… Continue reading It’s too Early

The Morning That Was Serene & Melancholy

On 27th November 2016, I had posted my first poem here ( the second one was written). On the anniversary evening, re-posting it for my existing as well as new followers.  It was a beautiful journey I will say. Thanks to all especially Meenakshidi (Sethi), Sushmitadi (Mukherjee) [who is missing for last few months], and also to Gina…… Continue reading The Morning That Was Serene & Melancholy