A quick second glance I takeWhat did I know, that I didn’t beforeCaught some moments, unlike oldNothing less, nothing quite more. Had it been the same, all alongEverything out in the plain sight?Why does it feel like a dream,That eludes…
As the sun shone its warmthGlistening o’er the river bedBreeze came by, I sensedGathering leaves from the spread. I picked a pebble, a little oneA naive smile crossed overThrowing into the wind, I leanWith a gaze full of wonder. Down…
In the wink of a warm dawnAs rays race against the sky,I sat by the edge of the porchWhile myriad musings pass by. Between the sounds of soft honksWhen brisk walkers criss-cross,I suddenly felt a nagging urgeTo find quiet in…
The emotions of balmy days and breathtaking warmth—everything about a summer-soul.
An allegory that talks about how a songbird’s life is similar to a human’s soul.
The words “Wild Blue Yonder” refers to the sky, the vast outer space. This poem is a dedication to the beautiful sky, far away from us.
Warm and cozy comfort under the brood of an icy season.
The inexhaustible water, incomparable wind, uncontrollable fire, never-ending paths, limitless skies, and infinite dreams—what unites them all?
A short recollection of how day-dreams can instil happiness even during drab times.
Confessions of a Thalassophile about peace and seas.