The rain washed away the earth's woes and soothened the heart of a grieving soul.
You are an ordinary lady, With traces of beauty on your face But plenty in your heart. I run my hands over the lines on your face, which were formed due to years of taking care of me. You pull me to an embrace. I feel the warmth of the summer, care of the autumn … Continue reading She is the one
You had not done anything wrong You had just penned your stream of thoughts on the paper When a sword hovered on your head You defended yourself with nothing, but a pen The tip soaked in blood instead of ink But it still shone more than the sword Sword pierced your heart and blood oozed … Continue reading Pen vs Sword
Happy Independence Day to all my fellow Indians.
Sadness cannot always be expressed by tears. Sometimes it resides within us forever.
Unrequited love is like an empty perfume bottle.It still gives fragrance eventhough it's empty.
Poem about a girl trapped amidst the crowd of scornful faces, hushed voices, ogling eyes and boisterous laughter.
Nothing is as beautiful as a creature fighting bravely against all odds in its life.
It’s been an year since you left. You left, leaving a trail of memories. Following the trail, I found myself stuck in a labyrinth. My desperate cries remained unheard. I stumble on the fragments of your soul, that are scattered in all directions. The morning dew on my cheeks, reminds me of our first kiss. … Continue reading In The Pursuit Of You