My god!!

A person who gives life to me, A inventor who invents me, A sun who gives light to me, A second who gives hours to me. ********** A perfect person who is inside in imperfect person is God. ****** Ohhhhhhhhh…

Exquisite love

I remember the entranced look and the contentment your face resonated everytime we met. Those gleaming eyes which gazed mine and blushed. The words so relaxing glided and in a way lauded mine.The ineffable smile your lips splendors whenever our…

The Caged Bird

The Caged Bird The little bird Saw the world From the slits of her home All she wanted was to swirl and whirl How much she missed The days that were gone But she knew she had to stay For…

Dark wings.

I have scars that have stayed longer than people ever did, they tell wonderful stories, stories that these people never even cared to dig out. My anecdotes were just peered into, by sliding the lid, and all that the peering…

Taradiddle

Taradiddle ~ Have you heard of this before? Have you met this word in any lore? I know most of you, Will shake your head, But is it known to any of you, Why you haven’t ever read, This word…

The woman of your dreams

I am the woman of your dreams A toned up perfect body standing 5 feet 4 inches tall That loves to dress up as she wants A dusky complexion, shining bright in the dark lane of patriarchy A round head…

Covid 19

भागदोड़ भरीं ज़िंदगी जहाँ रुकने में थीं मनायी गाड़ीयो के शोर शराबें को थी हमने अपनी ज़िंदगी बनायी रोज़ व्यापार पर जाना छुट्टी ना मिलने पर नए बाहने बनाना गाँवों को छोड़ कर सहरों में अपनी दुनिया बसाना समुंदर के…

-RICH-

-RICH- I have seen the world, with all it’s truth, Looking out through the windows of this train… As the carriage moves… Through the mountains, the valleys, the slums and the cities… As the zephyr blows nostalgia on my face…

Story of a woman

I was born a girl child Who was pampered by everyone But as I grew old, I became the bad daughter and bad sister I could not do this and could not do that. I grew to be a beautiful…

It’s not the end

It’s not the end. Is it me or the wind which has stopped Stopped in the stagnancy of worry and fear Fear, rush and confusion , which once ruled the streets Have now squatted my conscience and crippled my feet.…