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 them was seething. Lest they knew that I was a seed, That would over...
Poetry
Eerie Silence
An eerie silence shrouded the air, Unusual that was, As kids were part of the daily affair. An armed troop was the reason, For the vibrant air to turn chill, Even during this festive season. Two shots, one hit the wall, And one to the tree, ...
Life Lessons through Songs
Songs are a solace, To broken hearts, And to the ones in solitude. As I hum through one such gem, I learn the lessons of life. Oh! How beautifully said. The connect that it makes to life, Through the lotus and water droplet, How apt the metaphor...
Science Behind a Poem
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...
Fighter Hearts
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...
Better Late Than Never
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 melted fast like ice cream. The small pebbles...
Memorable Days
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 ourselves, Into the...
An Ode to Papyrus
Born in China, You became a globetrotter. You are an artist's delight, And a writer's pal. You carried words soaked In love and hatred. You were a witness, To several treaties too. Pacts were signed on your surface, And remained...
Bibliobibuli
He was called a snob, As he failed to make friends. He seldom spoke, And preferred to stay alone. He chose library Over any party, His parents worried, That his life would be empty. He reassured them, That he wasn't alone. And welcomed them, To...








