In this bustling life,  Where we join the rat race,  And run like a deer There are days,  When I just feel,  To be dolce far niente,  Like the hare during the race.  The joy of being idle, Is equal to bliss.  Oh!...

In the sleepy winter morn,  Like a glisk of warmth,  Creeped in the dawn.    The song of the cuckoo,  Chimed in  tandem,  As the sun played peek a boo.    The sprouting greens,  On the snow clad branches,  Looked so calm and serene.    The...

Just as I thought I was done for the day,  My phone rang, scaring me away.  Guests were on their way,  Unannounced, but in gay.    All I had were some chapatis and onions,  And I got my companion.  Sliced them...

I was called a pusthakapuzhu,  As I slept and woke up with books.    Books were my lifelines And my best friends too.    As days passed, I joined the rat race And the pusthakapuzhu in me went into hibernation.    The lockdown...

She was thirsty and parched,  The heat cracked her skin open.  All she yearned for,  Was a drop of water to soothe herself.    Her weary eyes, were in search,  Of that one speck of dark cloud,  Through which a drop...

Liar, they were called for They wrote cute and lovely lies Just like a small child.

His heart was cold and frozen,  Like the trees in winter.  His eyes spew fire,  At the sight of enemies across.  Fierce warrior that he was,  His only aim was to save his flag.  He shot everyone in the line,  But...

Having XX wasn't my fault,  But they blamed me and mom a lot.  My own tried to get rid of me,  I wondered why couldn't they let me be.    They buried me though, I was breathing,  The anger in...