Thoughts, Reflections and the Truth....

People are but stories gripping, Typed on brand new, good smelling paper, In a world fixated on the make and cover, Where truth weighs ...

We haven't met. You have a face from the photographs that I have seen of you in your matrimony profile, but no identity. Many of the bo...

Hush, dear mind; this is not helping, You've chained me without chains, this spell is paralyzing. We are well past the days when good...

There must be a place where forgotten dreams reside, With the real you, before you let the others decide. Where earnings are measured b...

We bring our model ships to sea, Made from nights and days of dirty work, eyes ablaze with visions of sails brave, Not entirely sure if ...

Dear God, I write to you from a forgotten corner on earth- my house is erect, my neighbours are alive. None of the rapes in my locality ...

The teacher to a disciplined sage, The best friend to every recluse, The cocoon surrounding the womb divine, An enchantress waiting to s...