Tuesday, December 30, 2014

The Last Flower

That last flower has also fallen
The last smile fading
Free of the pain and the agony
That had passed through her mind
She walks trying to leave behind herself
To leave behind the world
Into the silence, the stillness
Where the flowers don't bloom, feelings aren't felt !

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Captive !

The naive tender souls
With no malice in their hearts
Look terrified;
Terrified in the protective arms
of their tyrant protectors
Caged by the harsh rules
Unable to laugh their heart full
To play with their free will
The hands they extend
The pure hands which haven't seen
Not seen any discrimination
Are fearfully withdrawn
The angry looks that loomed
That loomed infront of them
Held them captive
Captive with the mind of the adults
Their cruel minds!

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Dont cry for me, India

Dont cry for me, India
When I lived, You laughed
Eager to call me names
Which I couldnt bear to hear
Hurling me with sharp words
That hurt my innermost being
Unwanted and unaccepted
You crushed me under your feet
As I perish and fade away
Dont cry for me, India!

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Can the tree be blamed

Can the tree be blamed for not bearing the fruit
the bird likes
The wind, the sun, the moon and the earth
nurtured her
Nature made her bloom, with lovely flowers with
special fragrance
And soon luscious fruits appeared with her being
unaware of it
The Bird darted towards her eager to savour them
in delight
Not the one it was looking for, the bird glared at the tree
loathing it
Unsure, the tree looked on, puzzled at the rage
of the bird
Can the tree blamed for not bearing the fruit
the bird wanted!

Monday, March 31, 2014


The sound of bells ringing
Tickled her soul
The sight of birds in many hues
Made her heart smile
The flowers in full bloom
Kept her company
Beautiful melodies flowed in the air
And the knock at the door she longed for
Went unheard in her ears

Sunday, March 30, 2014

The heat

The heat piercing through
Penetrating every inch of the body
Excruciating each cell
Cassia Fistula- Golden shower plant
The unbearable pain
Manifesting itself
As dazzling golden flowers
In the height of summer
When the world is so cruel!

Thank you for the magnificent blooms
For showing
How the best of creations comes
From deepest of pain! 

Monday, March 24, 2014


It's when your soul burns like a wick
When everything inside you melts
When you forget your religion and yourself
That god enters you without pausing
To check your name, your face nor your wealth!

Tuesday, February 4, 2014


Those  unspoken words transformed into a beautiful song
Those tender feelings from the heart soaked her in love
Titillating music flowing around her led her to ecstasy
The flowers bloomed, the clouds changed their hue
The world filled with colours, smiles on all faces
She relished the moment she chose to share with herself!

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

breaking away

Breaking away from all the ties with the world
She danced, in front of the crowd but far from them
Her soul connecting with divine, the stage the universe
In the darkness of the absolute existence
She was happy, untouched by the world

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Should she

Should she laugh at the gimmicks of the world or allow to be wounded
Bewildered by the ways of the world she stared at life
Where would she find solace
She turned to the children of the world!


The words which her heart wanted to tell didnt have a voice
The desires that took shape within never left her heart
Her feelings always played games with her, that she knew
And wouldnt let them find a way into another heart!

Till yesterday

Till yesterday you were an enemy
And today a friend
The flowers were in full bloom
And looked happy
Today when I looked out
They were gone
But they were in my neighbor's garden
Facing away from me
Till yesterday they were his enemy
An today they chose to be his friend

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Is there?

A silent witness to many a life's stories 
A constant companion in the silent nights
As the lovers look at you from different zones
Telling you about those unspeakable pathos
I look at you with a barren heart
Is there anyone on the other side of the world waiting to hear my story? 

Monday, January 13, 2014


The vastness of the universe
The stillness of silence
The darkness of space
The dance of life
You, the Absolute
To you I surrender!


She revisited those alleys where she lived once
Looking at those vignettes which her life laid
Amused, she walked, trying to feel those moments
Which were now so distant to her!