empty hands is the essence. dreams, way of life. life encompasses death!... more »
childhood- chipped pieces of wood stoking fires of youth... more »
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in the womb of the seed is concealed the thought from the thought springs nectar of life eager to... more »
somehow these clouds seem to come in my way they neither rain nor float away they always clutch at my eyes... more »
The seductive leaf From the tree glided In the air tantalizing endlessly Within the four walls... more »
I turn back The stretch makes me Wonder how I traversed The rugged and rosy terrain...... more »
Within me I carry another self An invisible twin Who constantly confused me... more »
It's my private theatre The black and white Screen moves With you and I... more »
The heart summoned me At an impromptu moment And subjected me to Rapid-fire questions... more »
When the lights In my world move Farther away and Flicker weakly,... more »
I stand By the margins And stare at The speeding... more »
i stood there in front of the idol transfixed in a state i knew not;... more »
I was standing On the thin edge Of a nascent dawn Inhaling its colours... more »
Waves of silence Caressed... Vibrations of silence... more »
the journey that started eons ago who knows its end... more »
What do we mean By calling something as Genuine And something else,... more »
As if layers and layers Of inexplicable silence Settled one after the other Within an unknown space... more »
The breathing human You accursed Into a stone Lies there in gratitude... more »
Can you measure The distance between The skin and the brain? Can you identify... more »
I bought A wonderful pair of shoes Upon wearing, Found a pebble... more »
Beneath my smile Hides many a struggle Many a victory... more »
The shadow That follows me Like Mary's lamb Suddenly started breathing... more »
Thoughts have No sense of decorum They accost me At any point of time... more »