A Raving Reminiscence.

The lane is empty Except for the kacchi kairi Kacchi kairi strewn across on both sides. “What is kacchi kairi?” he asks. I turn to him, and give him an imploring look- See for yourself. “All I see is beaten, tattered, useless raw mangoes.” I give him that look again. I smile. I keep walking,Continue reading “A Raving Reminiscence.”

The Disguised Innocence.

She was walking alone, dazed, on a torturous esplanade Fighting battles that she didn’t know existed within, Shaky, confused, confounded Adrift amidst her own gloomy labyrinth.   Having abandoned her modest attire The saree, the simplicity, long discarded, Adorning herself in skirts, she became a voracious liar Determining to no more forsake her heart unguarded.Continue reading “The Disguised Innocence.”

I Wanted To Heal You….!!

Yesterday, I posted this, and I felt exactly the words deep in my life, something that came out from inside my heart, but somehow I was not satisfied with the end. I hated my own poetry, my own work, my own thoughts, leaving my readers and myself without hope, and hence I came up withContinue reading “I Wanted To Heal You….!!”

I Wanted To Heal You….

  I wanted; wanted To take away all our pain, To free you from your aches, To envelope you in my embrace, To make you forget all that can’t be erased.   I wanted; wanted To kiss all your tears, To chase away all your fears, To taste all your wounds, To chaperone you toContinue reading “I Wanted To Heal You….”

“They”

  They say I didn’t fight enough They don’t know How my body aches How my body has Lost the feeling to Feel the pain.   They say I didn’t raise my voice enough They don’t know How my throat itches How my voice has Completely lost the feeling to Feel the voice.   TheyContinue reading ““They””

Re-visiting; Re-reading.

I read this following poem time and again, very often, so often that by now I have most of the lines by heart and yet I do not get enough of it. How can I? Because every time I read this, it gives me, well I won’t say new insight but the very same oldContinue reading “Re-visiting; Re-reading.”