Expressions

Bed-stage O my bed, tell me what am I going to do? For the sun is sure to wake up with the clock. I have courage and energy this ni...

Simple What is the glowing sun doing? The moon, the river, the wind, The flowers and fruits, Caste-less, without layers, No t...

Restoration From the mountain of papers, An old map peaked. Unbelievable that the countries looked Like a bundle, a ball of love...

The shameless  Perhaps poems would never be ever sung, Exams would never be ever written, When power is on fire, and humanity hung, Wi...

Ode to being Amidst all the wars and divides, All the worries and unrest, All the bitterness and strides, All the masks that manif...

A Christmas orange An orange is on a December table The Sun from the French window Has come with a birthday card, From my daughter...

Morning story A lady, old and wrinkled Silently sips coffee from her cup, She seems to be waiting for something… What is it… her c...

hands I wasn't prepared when you came, You were with a handful of dreams. Three or four small fish struggling to swim Through ...

Detachment as a leap I have never found it, Open eyes and ears, filled With blindness and deafness. What a dead show in all ea...

clouds clap with breezy leaves, frogs, sparrows, peacocks in action