Books, made me drooL  A fan of them was I Not a single genre was lefT,  As I read them from time to timE.  Could I write? I thought oh! NeveR,  Till poetry made me go gagA And thus I...

Raging with anger,  Their hearts pounded fast,  At the sight of the perpetrators,  Who harmed their cosy nest.    They, the builders of the nest,  Couldn't see the strands fall apart.  Their hearts ached,  But, the fight, they continued.    The sight of their...

  Thoughts and words,  When they join in a covalent bond,  A beautiful compound called,  Poetry is born.    The nature, rains and experiences, Act as catalyst In the experiment with the styles,  And the mood of the poet.    The calm and quiet surroundings,  Mixed...

The coin flip Decides Whether to bat, field.  The nation,  Sways to every six, four and wicket appeal,  Cricket, an emotion, that binds people.  Photo by Marcus Wallis on Unsplash

Those sultry summer vacation days,  When all cousins got together And played throughout the day.  None cared about rest or food,  As playing was the only thing good.    At the evening fell, and birsa retreated,  We, the hungry mortals dragged...

Better late than never goes the adage,  Realizing that, oh! Indeed, it takes time.    It was all lovely, like a fairy tale,  For the coy and young bride.  She enjoyed the new phase of life,  Lest she knew, it...

The sea so vast and calm, Looks serene and divine. The soft gurgle that it makes Seems to spin a tale. Listen! It comes closer, To share a secret I feel, Or a tale of love? Or does it talk about...

None is born perfect,  And it's your flaw That makes you unique.  Flaunt the flaws proudly,  And to the so called well wishers,  Just pay no heed.  Even the moon has spots,  And so does the diamond.  It's the flaws they possess,  The...