Every smile that she bore Masked some emotions and fears. Behind it, lay a plethora of, Unspoken words and feelings. Her soul remained sealed Beneath the deceptive smile you see. The mirror was her soul sister, As she revealed the bruises to her. Some external,...
The colours of fall, Captivates us all. Ushering the onset of winter, When snow falls pitter patter. The trees get ready, To face the snow, all steady. They probably know, The leaves can't stand the snow. Is that why the leaves ripen? And fall down, leaving...
A stroke here and a stroke there, or Raising up the level of a building, or Testing one's taste buds, or Igniting the senses within, or Swaying to the tunes and beats, The true artist lies within. Arouse that little soul within, Reward it with praises, Take...
Bhramagupta, my father, named me Shunya, Which means Absence. Did he give you the right To use that for failures? I add value to digits And make them grow ten-fold. I depict completeness, As I start and end at the same point. Without me, your machines can't...
Those big bright eyes, Looked so spirited and high. They shone with confidence, Grit and perseverance. The kohl laid eyes did hide, Something so deep and wide. From the world and near ones, As they couldn't guess even once. Those eyes, so bright, Had...
Ideas and thoughts that Nestle in our minds and Kindle our emotions, Inking them onto paper, Neat and crisp, oh! Keyboards can't do that magic. Idyllically holding the pen, Nursed with ink of any hue, Kaleidoscope of imaginations emerge. ...
Forests, So dense, And so deep. You Nurture creatures, Big and small. Your Depth speaks, Mythology and epics, Civilizations, Inventions, progress, Of human race. I Oft wonder, About our existence, Sans Your rich And majestic presence. Pic Courtesy : Photo...
The battlefield bore a deserted look, With lifeless bodies strewn all over. Some were sans heads and some sans limbs. The mud was soaked in blood, Not sure whose it was though. The mighty king of Kalinga, Stepped out to check the field. All he could hear was...
I dreamt about Mr. Ganguly Trying to smash a googly. Wondered if it would be a six, Oh! We both were in a fix. Hey, I then saw Mr. Sachin, Who, after a ton raised his chin, He hit awesome cover drives And kept the game alive. Then came my dear Dravid, Juicy half...