The Dilemma
Arvind looked into the vacant as he sat on a bench facing the Ulsoor Lake. The clouds were leaking; so were his eyes. There had
Penmancy Releases
Book of Memories
As I caressed the pages so yellow, Memories played a movie poignant, sad. The tunes of the past, made my heart mellow. Surge of moments
Bygone Philatelic Love
Scrambling through vintage I found my stamp book Refreshing memories of yesteryears How, collecting them, hours and days it took Bitten by that bug I
Reminiscing Those Days
Donning the easy going and cool lives, Our childhood echoed with mirth and chatter. The generation had light, easy vibes, Back then even scorching heat
Nostalgia in my Chest
In a nook of my room, stands an old chest Vibrantly hued, wreathed in satin and lace Holding me captive, as if possessed Fragments of
Shunned Trinkets
Today, you’re seven seas away, my dear. And I remember that day when you left My eyes shone -blinked away tears of pride, sheer. A
The Prophecy
The propitious time to ask my friend, Nitish, for the 100 rupees I squandered, heeding his advice, would be soon after his painting gets auctioned.
I Wish I Had Taken the Time
Some memories often leave your eyes wet, Undying and clinging to, forever One such old reminiscence is stored yet, Unwilling to bid bye or leave
Love’s Trajectory
When did we meet to make such memoriesbusy was I seeking her in her eyeswho knew love trails coursed such territories didn’t the philosopher muse- ‘in
Leaves of Autumn
This book is like sipping warm velvety cocoa on a cold rainy day. It’s soothing, comforting, and leaves you all warm and fuzzy. Simple, elegant, impactful-these are some of the adjectives I would use to describe this work. Perfect for a group poetry session or a read-aloud engagement.
When Breath Becomes Air
Your last journey, dear, on my shoulders now, Is unlike you, sad, quiet and peaceful Makes me really wonder why and how Time can be
Those Were the Days, my Friend
Sleepless and reclining in easy chair You’re counting flocks of sheep trying to sleep nostalgic thoughts assault you fond and fair Take you scaling past
Connecting the Dots
Memories from the wondrous past linger Bringing a sparkle in the longing eyes Prompting croons even from a non-singer Embracing all flashes of smiles and
Infidelity
The fragrance of your costly perfume floats, Choking my heart with your unseen presence, Reminding of the loving anecdotes, Frightening me is the eerie silence,
Fond Nostalgia
The autumnal leaves tinged with memories, Shimmer in hues that tug at my heartstrings, My childhood unfurls in bright tapestries… All symphonies susurrate, my heart