Love, Poetry

Letting go

When her soul folds gray

voice turned hoarse

lips cracked layers beneath

streaks of white enfolding

not only on braids but on her skin;

that lingering shimmering love

sentimental feeling loftily remains

subtly lodging on

the back of her pith

the threads of her lucidity;

never once

was letting go her decision to make.

Love, Poetry

Half A Universe

(For V and W)

Faltering shackles

fragmented timepiece of

a second, neverending;

every word you whisper sent

a scorching pelt –

an immense indescribable twinge

for only now I knew how pain can prevail;

“Kill me, and save half a universe of souls”

the shackles shattered

as did my will;

maybe I could lose half a universe for you

nay the other way through;

my grasp froze, mind halted,

you knew,

for your ever dimpled comforting grin unveiled;

as we splinter in the next

our love soar to a worthiness

of a universe great;

half a universe me

and half a universe you.


Love, Poetry

Far away

The warm and moist

soft paced breathing

plunges on her cheeks

as she encased her lids

with his presence by



set upon her entirety

as if this was the reward of 28 years of hardship

nothing could ever come close

to this felicity

to this immense blessing;

Widening her eyes

as clarity trails with reality

the blank sight emerges

she then knew

how far away he was

from where he was supposed to be.

Love, Poetry


What did your pair of brown round eyes caught

when they lay upon mine;

was it

that cushy familiar sense

that sooth your soul

the subtle tinglings

along your skin

or the eager palpitating of your heartbeat

alongside the bellowing anguish

from our welded hearts

for an aperture stood amid we;

or was it none

perchance you saw a mere past

you have left behind;

I can only wonder

through my grievous days and nights

of what you saw

in me that night.

Poetry, Positivity / Motivational


Summer rises

along with her trails of stone path

red bricks lined antique cities

fine fresh faces of a roaring crowd;

First times conquered

unfamiliar territories entered

never known colours of ember

struck up amongst her blazing fervour;

Yet when the chill sets in

the howling crowd

turns into the screams of winds

the breadth of burn within her dimmed

she realized no warmth nor heat

burns as bold and heatedly

as the one the hearth gives-

of where home is.

Love, Poetry

Without a doubt

There it stood

a mountain higher than clouds

a valley deeper than any abyss

a rift larger than all nature’s doing

all they stood

impeding us from touch

withal our hearts already weld;

they said I will never reach you

in this lifetime of mine;

so I promised

I’ll find you again

in my after;

Even without your

violet eyes

or your familiar touch

my heart will

always recognize yours

without a doubt.