sometimes, a soft brush of longing

Dear friend of my heart, as seasons pass me by I come to understand how poems which are so deeply … More

The Forgotten Corner

It is when one goes looking for some forgotten book, stacked in some forgotten corner, that one switches on the … More

The Letter under the Oak

I think, it was a few days after they had closed down the old post office building, that I found … More

Blue and Yellow

Under the familiar shade of the old mango tree, I breathe easy… little blue flowers with yellow hearts… do you … More

Fluid World;When I was Four

Drop by drop you came into my being. You summer rain, you winter shower, you monsoon downpour, I just remembered … More

Half Aware

Fewer than a few, one, only half aware Not even you really saw me disappear I disappeared from view, nobody … More

Unrestrained

On my forehead… a tingling sensation… It is quite familiar. A sensation condensed as a feeling with clear forms separating … More

Soft Breathing

The sound of a fluid heart heavy with happiness and light with sadness. It just happened in the company of … More

That Voice

I was listening too hard, I think. I was listening too hard for the voice. I think I have lost … More

Don’t you, my Friend?

Possibly a dream, it could have been A non-dream too, but don’t you Remember a thing or two that were … More