That overcasting day with the sky all grey cloud thunderings had come about In the grey area I was, tickle-footed…
An Unsettling Lie
A sudden quirk somewhere in the gut and a little below my blatant throat conscience was dissuading with disconfirming conscious…
Being a poet
I thought all my romanticism is waste cause the person who should reciprocate though very shiny is rigid as diamond…
Adopted Happiness…
The earthy attachment growing impermeable by inches another inch of I-feel-for-you on my ill-fated singleness you-giggle-i-blush phases so far setting…
Individuality
In the garden of red bright roses ad infinitum how that ugly yellow marigold could accost the bees! But you…
Message Of the victim
They uttered nothingBut I could read those eyes…..those eyes once had lauded my beautyare now retreating to descry my face…
Sick of studying
“I wish I were the ‘Peter Pan’ youth would never have come to me there’d be no one to grieve…
The Martyr’s Widow
Zephyred evenings, snowy breeze, cups of coffee, woolen squeeze, caressed rim, slurping sips, sunless mornings and clenched fists so many…
Eyes with lies
Shameless eyes Deprived of sleep Looking for a match Out of a creep Hunting down dreams To find a new…
The Poem on You
Dew drops bedecked on the sleek petals or when they slither down fast….. The beauty a beholder finds in it…
the kadapul 