(2015)
The crispy cover of gravel crumble… When I tried to clamber the hills… The silky carpet of sands shrunk a… When I tried to cross the deserts… The soggy sheet of tiny crystals s…
If I could ever see a twinkling s… But I still wonder how far it cou… Staring wildly at every passing mo…
Like the rivulets, and springs are… Don’t know where they spring from, Like the rain and showers that fee… Are the memories of my past and pr… Like the streams and rivers gushin…
Wind has no direction, Light has no dimension, The sun, the moon and the earth I… Circumscribed by four cardinal poi… My thoughts have no direction,
Time when the pall of gloom slowly… When the haze of misery slowly sta… And the vision started growing blu… When the movements of the body sta… And the senses started falling apa…
Walked into an art gallery on proc… Displayed around are the arts of s… Of the artillery behind the art of… I stood starring at the artistic c… I heard a voice mutter, “What a p…
Sticks that I have burnt disappea… The ashes I have dropped to the g… A speck of those ashes has lodged… And found now, an eternal place, u… Tearing the blanket of tears, ever…
The saga of an endless tale, The events of a concatenated chain… Played on this stage time and agai… And recited over and over again! The bark breaks to give the way to…
I want to have something with me… I want to stay here forever, so I… I want to remember something forev… I want to win forever, so I stopp…
Are you the personification of lov… Or Love the personification of yo… I wonder why, whenever I think of… The impalpable becomes palpable, The imperceptible becomes percepti…
Feeling your lips, On my fingertips, Running along the curved rims, Frisking the contours, And caressing their velvet tips,
An act that was caught in the act, May not be an act that you might h… Cos behind every act there lies it… So, before you react to judge an a… Just take a moment to find the fac…
In a world where change remains un… Of the irregular patterns that are… I fear the fear and wonder the won… When I saw a dead plant sprung ba… From the roots where life remains…
There are places I haven’t been, Many faces I haven’t seen, The smells I haven’t tasted, And the waters I haven’t tested, The sounds I haven’t heard,
The difference between a glass and… Is perhaps the same as the distanc… Glass when I frame it over an ima… Mirror when an image forms on its… Former is the way I look into my…
