The trails of the light sticks are making my words clear, Under the deep blue sky at the utmost time for the stars, they talk to me In beautiful phrases. Your warm breath is cuddling my chest and pumping my heart inside. The more you tighten your arms around me I lose my self to…

Once, I wrote a letter to tell you about the deep emotions and feelings I have been sowing in my heart for you The truth and dares that I want to expand with yours The letter of words, words that would have the splash of every teardrop in your memory The first alphabet I remember…

I have this question, so clear and right, Why you are so common? Why you are not close and tight? I wish to share things, that I only share with you But you seem so mutual to so many mutual, that I can’t even know, what is right! Just once, let me feel proud, just…

वो सोफे के गद्दे में खो जाती है जब भी वो शब्दों के चदर को समय की ठंड से बचने के लिए ओढ़ कर सो जाती है, एक चुस्की ताज़गी वाली बरसात के पानी में भी ख़ुशक सा गर्माहट ला देती है, उसके करवट के साथ धीमी उसकी सांसों के आवाज दिल को एक अलग…

I pulled out two strings, from a corner of my green shirt of silk, that still smells like you, more of sweet-tart and rose-dip milk, Rumpled from corner to corner, depicting everything that we have between us, With a spurt of time but slowly, managed through my fingers & didn’t make a fuss, Painted it…

When her eyes wander around the blue sky violet edges of clouds reminds me of velvet paper, That holds diamonds for the blue moon above the world. Yellow angels dance on the rhythm of her brown hazel eyes. Deep enough to sink a ship of dreams. When the night falls with her silent warm breath…

Colours filled in buckets got upside down Coz she loves to walk on the rainbow, Carrying pieces of glass to make walls of light That’s Stolen from the night or say she borrowed. Never tell her lies, for she already read you through her brown hazel eyes, Even the streaks of light get captured in…

There are two worlds apart by a wall of silence Made of confusion, made of shy But this is not a wanting when both of them know the truth and whatever is this, is only passing by. Few words are maybe their electrifying connection But in their deep thoughts They’ve closed hands and some prayer…

कुछ लोग ऐसे भी होते है खाली कमरों के दीवारों में यादों के तस्वीर सजाते हैं जीते है पुराने ख्यालों में उनकी प्रीत ही अलग होती है कुछ लोग ऐसे भी होते है रात के ठंडी हवाओ के शोर में काले आकाश के तारो को मुट्ठी में कसने की तमन्ना संजोते है कुछ लोग ऐसे…