poems

The platelets, plasma and hemoglobin that churn, With the petal folds of my heart to blossom a red rose, Making their own music of a gush that I discern, Thudding…

A bud is plucked before could bloom, Friendly four corners snore of this room; What lives when that dies in whom, Leftover moist ashes of last monsoon. How whole about…

Won’t you write me a poem” I asked “Should I? What can I write when all I see is sunlight under your dark lashes, the curtains of midnight whispers. It…

Ages have gone, millennia crawled, Time has been our witness to standing still, The tides have gushed and slapped us, Lapped us gently too! We could not stay insensitive to…

Lone eagle, that hovers and soars, a speck in my eye, I long to be like you as you ride rough winds in the sky, And to dare in the…

Let me tell you about a dream I see Where I open my eyes and the dream I no longer see I drift to a magical place Beyond every realm…

Apostles of Belenus signatured tall, Eye-filling on European green lands; Lamenting today, Hunched back; Yet again on another doomed foreplay. This end-game whistled friendlier this time, As life dribbled few…